Growing up, I always felt that I was a bit different. I was fascinated by other girls—their outfits, their beauty, their spirit...

As innocent eight-year-olds, we didn’t think twice about the fact that I was playing a boy or that two girls were fake married...

A life without its own identity is nothing but a shadow. It clings to another and hides from the sun...

From a very early age, I knew I had a unique identity. My favorite part of having mixed blood is to make people try to guess...