The daily weight of being a teenager in today’s society: expectations, pressure, responsibilities, and the invisible load we often pretend not to feel… until it becomes too much.
We all have hobbies, but some aren’t that common and can be hard to talk about. Today I’m sharing my experience.
I grew up listening to testimonies, which seemed normal. However, I realized that this privilege wouldn’t last forever. What happens when there are no survivors left to tell their story? Crecí escuchando testimonios, parecía algo normal. Hasta que entendí que ese privilegio no es para siempre, ¿Qué pasa cuando ya no quedan sobrevivientes que cuenten su historia?