Having spent two decades trying to fit into a group that had nothing to do with me, I have decided to move on. It’s one of the happiest experiences of my life to let the past go and follow what my soul desires!

This is something I should have done a long time ago. Fear of change, of outgrowing the somewhat comfortable image I built for myself kept me from doing it. It used to be my main source of income. Now it has become a vicious, oppressive, and arrogantly judgemental place for me to be.

As soon as I started sharing things that were not easy for others to understand or accept, I was censored. It was the final push I needed to jump out of it in search of something meaningful.

I want to write and paint. I want to be able to express myself without inhibitions, without worrying about other people’s reactions. I thought the art scene was the appropriate place for that to happen, but I...