I used to be a victim of bullying when I was a child. Kids and teachers were involved. I used to be the weakest child in the classroom. I still shudder when I think about the day I used to be thrown onto the floor. The fear of being choked by a boy's grip is etched in my mind forever. There is a lot of details that I will not share. Each day of this chapter, I felt like giving up, but as a child, I learned to suppress the tears. The louder the teachers' voices, the more I numbed myself. The sad environment of my youth became so suffocating that the desire to cry seemed almost... ordinary. I became numb, a shell of my former self, unable to feel the weight of my emotions as the years passed by.
But after 15 years of carrying this weight, I've begun to experience moments of sudden breakdowns. For the memories. I was 6 years old living in darkness.
Yet, even in the midst of this turmoil, I've found solace in my art. It's my strength, and my way to connect with others who may be struggling just as much as I am. Through my art, I hope to inspire others to be bold, broken, or unbroken – whatever their true nature may be.
I'm no longer hiding behind masks or pretending to be something I'm not. You can find my art on YouTube under the channel Eter X (@Eterxn). It's my story, my journey, and my attempt to heal. I have this artwork called Perseverance. For all the victims of silence out there.
I've climbed the highest mountains and faced the darkest times at a young age, but I never gave up. And in doing so, I've discovered that even in the depths of despair, there is always hope.