Dear People,

I made my dream come true. When I was little I never thought that making your dream come true meant to be famous. I didn’t know it was all about money and fame. When I was little the only thing I could think of was that make my dream come true meant to be happy. To live in happiness thanks to what I always wanted to do. But I was wrong…

I always remained myself. To be true to the world. I never forgot my familly and my friends when I was on the other side of the earth. I never spoke badly about the persons around me and the ones who were part of my life. I’ve always been grateful for the opportunities, for what I got and I didn’t get, for having the chance to be alive and to live something so special and magical. That’s true I felt lucky, but all of this was it enough? All of this did really build my happy place? All of this was it necessary? At the beginning, I only wanted to make my dream come true. That’s all. Red carpets, parties, money, golden glitter, fake smiles, glasses of champagne, what are they after all? This is not what I wanted in my young age…

Today I got all I’ve always wanted. I succeeded. But I can’t stop thinking of this: am I still human? Because in the eyes of everyone I don’t look like I am. Unfortunately, that’s the fuck**g truth: I AM HUMAN. It’s not because you see me on the big screen or in the street on giant posters or walking against the flow, that I’m an object. I am like you. Yes, I got lucky to make my dream come true. Yes, I knew the risks, but in no case I ever thought that the human being could be so cruel and inhuman. I am human. I tried, I fell down, I got up and I moved forward. I am human and you treate me like an object, a poor doll that you can drag in the mud in rainy weather or abandon it in the sandbox. Unfornately, you have forgotten that I also have a heart and you trampled it. You crashed and reduced it to dust. I’m able to love, to hate, to admire. Capable of expressing feelings and emotions and you just believed I couldn’t because this is what the world wants you to think. I have a family, friends and propably a lover and you forget it. You forget you can hurt me. You can kill me with all your words. You forgot I was human…

I’m so ashamed of you. I’m so afraid now. If I decide to leave my house, what will happen to me? I’m afraid to see a dozen of persons jump on me. I’m afraid to see hundred of phones against my face. I have to tell you, this behavior really disappoints me. It disgusts me.

You are supposed to be my friends, my family, but in the end, who are you? Who are you to hurt a person that you are supposed to love, admire, support? Who are you? Do you think it is a thing to do? Do you think it is a behavior to have? Have you ever thought it was wrong? Bad? Even worse, a total disrespect? I can’t recognize you anymore. I expected so much and now I realized I was so blind to only think I could make my dream come true and live a happy life. I was such a fool. So young… Such a dream requires so much risks and concessions. I trusted you. I put my heart, my trust in your hands and you just destroyed them. I TRUSTED ALL OF YOU! Every soul, every heart! Every look! I admired you, but now, what am I supposed to think? What am I supposed to do?

I just asked for a bit of respect, love, support and help.

Was it too much to ask?