People always ask how I ended up doing this. What was the moment? Why music? Honestly, I never had some big plan. I just needed a way to exist in a world that felt like it was built to erase people like me. I was that kid on the outside. Not “cool weird.” Just never belonged. Trans, queer, too much, too loud, too real for what anyone around me could handle. Nobody ever wrote songs for people like me, so I had to do it myself. There was a night.. headphones on, staring at the ceiling, just feeling like I could disappear and nobody would care. That’s when it hit me: if I didn’t make my own sound, my own story, I’d get wiped out. So I wrote. I screamed. I turned every ugly feeling into something I could survive. Into something I could love. Music wasn’t just my escape. It was survival. I needed something that proved I was real. Because growing up trans, queer, weird, geeky.. you don’t just not fit in, you get actively pushed out. It wasn’t “misfit energy” or some cute TikTok aesthetic...