FREEDOM

Living in Melbourne for the past six years, I’ve learned what freedom truly feels like—being part of a community, embracing pride, and feeling safe to be myself. But whenever I think of going back home, where I was born and raised, that sense of freedom fades. It’s a place where I still feel the need to hide. Can I ever be fully free if I’m still hiding part of who I am? This question haunts me. Freedom is visible here, but elsewhere, it still feels like a distant dream.