I didn’t learn to be myself out of choice. I learned to be myself because I failed to be like everybody else. Like most people, I used to try to be like someone else for the sake of making friends and getting jobs, but none of that worked. So I had no choice but to say, “Fuck it”. I had nothing to lose anyway. I was already living at home with my parents, saving no money, having no income and the list goes on and on, it’s so damn embarrassing I would never wish it upon my worst enemy. But I guess it was all for a reason? I really don’t know. But that’s how I learned to be myself. To write the way that I do. To dance the way that I do. To take pictures the way that I do. Because I actually tried really damn hard for a really long time to not be myself and it just didn’t work. Who knows. Maybe this was life’s way of pushing me where I need to go instead of where I thought I wanted to go. Thank you, life. I guess.

by Jason Lam