Com toda dificuldade, muitos brasileiros buscam paz, segurança, conforto e aventura em Portugal.
As dificuldades são muitas
Mas não desistam, depois que VC passar por tudo, chorar, ter vontade de voltar, achar que fez tudo errado, só depois é que vai valer a pena.
Aproveite a transição para se tornar mais forte e melhor pq essa é uma experiência de vida que é só sua!
Bem vindo a Portugal.
Aujourd’hui, je rentre des vacances et je réceptionne un nouveau colis!! Grâce à Lee Grantham, Intersport et Freestak, j’ai l’honneur de tester les nouvelles Nike Zoom Pegasus Turbo avant sa sortie officielle. Un grand merci à vous pour votre confiance 😉👍 Hâte de les essayer sur mes terrains de jeu 😁
Self acceptance is such a liberating feeling. That I can look in the mirror and Love who I am and what I see, “flaws” and all, feels powerful and affirming. Of course, I don’t always feel this way, but to be able to get off automatic thinking and know in those down moments that whatever I’m telling myself is not the “Truth” is so much of the battle.
I’ve lived in NYC since I was about 19, but I actually grew up in Portsmouth, NH- a small, cozy, seaside New England town, in the 90’s. As you can probably imagine, life in the shoes of a black, “closeted” gay kid who loved sports and theater, and was routinely the ONLY person of color in his classes (I won’t even get into the slavery discussion during AP US HISTORY🤦🏽♂️), in NEW HAMPSHIRE, wasn’t always a walk in the park.
I was judged for not being “black” enough (whatever the hell that means 🙄), and called names because I was in choir and school musicals. Back then, to be thought of as gay wasn’t held in the light of esteem that it is today. It was challenging. The thing is, when I would look around, I didn’t see anyone who I could really relate to, and Identify with. I had NO reference point for what being black and gay and multi-faceted, and happy and FREE was supposed to look like. So while it may not have looked as such, I very much felt like a prisoner in high school. Screaming inside. Often depressed. The biggest Judge was Me, Myself and I.
Coming to NYC was one of the best things I’ve ever done, because it allowed me to explore and come into myself, and be in such a rich, diverse environment where individuality is celebrated. I am so grateful for every part of this ride because it’s made me who I am today. All of the obstacles and challenges that I’ve endured have made me the resilient, compassionate and empowered man that stands here today, and THAT is priceless. If I can inspire even one person to rise above judgement and love him/herself and stand in their power, then I’m on the right path.