Growing up, we are told the distinction between a hero and a villain. The good guy and the bad guy. Most learn after elementary school, maybe even middle school, if they ever learn at all, that that is the farthest from the truth. I learned from a very young age that I am the villain in most people’s stories. I am the person they call liar, thief, fag. I connected with the villains because I realised that most stories are only told from one side. The evil step-mother may not have always been evil. Ms. Andrews might not have always been cruel. Nobody ever showed them that kindness could exist for them, so they stopped believing and began surviving. Realistic, they called it. No one was there to teach them that there are nice people in the world, and by the time people realised they needed to, it was too late. ‘A villain is a victim whose story hasn't been told yet.’ I am that victim. And I will not sit in silence. This is my story. It will echo until it reaches every person it finds and goes on. Maybe it's all a wish, but this is my story. Don’t let it disappear.
