Juliette Garcia
Bio
New to Vocal as well as bravery! I am 18 with a purpose no longer driven by shame and fear. Everything I put out into the universe is aligned with my authentic and creative self. Always open to receiving your insight and advice on my art:)
Stories (5/0)
Matter to Me
Can you see and hear clearly? I did not for 18 years of my life and the truth of it came to me slowly but surely crushed my sense of self. Although, I was lucky to be alive and even far from living. I am grateful for the struggles of my past because they left me empty and open to change. At this point, I knew I wasn’t the only one suffering, but I desperately wanted to be okay. I started to lose control of my two-faced secrets and image management. My college experience was disastrous and that meant a lot to someone like me. I realized that I really needed to transfigure my ugly insides that were seeping out into the world. A little bit of willingness and a whole lot of brokenness motivated me to spend more energy to become self-aware and do things differently. I fought 15 years through the symptoms and stigma of mental illness before I gave up my way of life. I was a worker, a student, a daughter, and a friend that desperately needed help. My environment didn’t show me support, but that’s okay because I became stronger and more confident from practicing bravery. I handled it with my best shot at love and light, and I feel more than okay now. I never want anyone to feel as alone and misunderstood as I did. Everyone could use a helping hand, so I’m working to create a site that is exactly that and then some.
By Juliette Garcia3 years ago in Confessions
Enough is Enough
If you have ever felt like an outsider or misfit to your own body, then this story is for you. I can imagine that feeling for most of my life, your life too, but I don’t know your history. That’s why I’m here to share my narrative of confinement, pain, and restoration. A tale that is just a speck of light, but in hindsight has the scope to heal thousands. Even if a handful of readers took the time to listen and understand my struggle to accept myself, then it would all be worth it. At the young age of 9, I thought I was abnormal, accidental, and unworthy. For most of my childhood, I thought my appearance was what made me tense and disturbed. That was never the case, it was the suddenly audacious remarks that others thought were okay to say. The frequently dehumanizing names and belittling tones are what pushed my confidence down my throat. Of course, my actions made it worse by accepting these odd comments and “compliments”. The shrinking of my authenticity is what eventually killed my spirit. Nevertheless, here I am with the passion of life lit under my eyes. Together with a voice, your ears, and self-belief...I can change your perspective for good.
By Juliette Garcia3 years ago in Humans
