I was born into a nightmare - or so I thought.

For a long time, the biggest enemy I fought was myself.

The voices stayed with me, even in silence. 

I couldn't explain the quiet distance I felt between me and the world.

Was it my fault, or the world's?

I didn't have an answer - only the feeling that I didn't belong.

Erase it. Erase it.

So I did - or at least, I tried.

But my skin stayed, refusing to leave.

I didn't hate myself.

I just didn't know how to live inside it.

Stories. Stories.

I don't know when it happened, or how.

I just know that one day, the heroes and princesses looked like me.

And without realizing it, they stayed - leaving beautiful footprints behind.

I saw it.

The abandoned desires.

The dreams I no longer chased.

One day, standing there with the forgotten creams, I understood - the nightmares were over.

So this is it .

The girl who couldn't see herself, now standing before her reflection.

And for the first time, she saw more than her face - she saw the world.

I walk now with my head held high.

Not because I was born this way - but because I was made.

After a long nightmare, I crown myself Queen.

Wherever this path leads, I am walking in as myself.

This is my rebirth

My identity 

BLACKPEARL 

Author's Statement 

BLACKPEARL is a story about identity, resilience, and self-acceptance.

It grew from my own reflections on growing up in a world that often made me feel unseen. The piece uses multimedia - video, images, and text -  to mirror the emotional journey of learning to recognize and embrace oneself.

 I hope that through this story, readers can feel the quiet power of reclaiming one's voice and finding beauty in what was once a source of fear.