#braveforgagaproject I'm surrounded by hurtful parents. A dad who doesn't care and prefer to fck and kick her daughter out of the house, any hour. I dont have any place to go, if i go to my mother's who is dignosed with bipolar she will treat well or through all her shit life against me. Where am i in all this? Where is my place? Why should i cut my self to make them understand they make me suffer, because they can understand with words? Im batteling Eating disorders since 2 years. Two amazing years where i learned to love myself, to deal with people. Im studying Art and i paint so much i think im becoming a painting haha (: And all this crap parent thing won't let m down anymore. I becoming stronger, and im learning to see the bright side of things. THis is my reality, a bad one but there's other reality too. My Carrer as an artist, my recovery, my friends, this amazing things you do to make us all get together for Gaga and ourselves. And yes she changed my life completly, im alone but in company listening to her lyrics wisely. Thank you for not making me feel isolated from this world. Brave. Forever.