Soon, you will start to complain about the attribution of my sexuality in all my works. To be honest, I haven't always accepted this. I just recently came to this point.

Growing up queer in Nigeria and holding onto the uncertain belief that it is meant to be "Adam and Eve" is difficult in other ways.

First, there was denial. AVA cannot be Adam. While kissing Eve, I also looked like this. You know that I met many "Eves" during my time playing in a similar field. Homosexuality was mainly for pleasure, and I was with those who had it. Even when the time came, marrying someone of the opposite sex and continuing our lives this way was just a phase.

Can you blame us? A world where we can exist freely and love love seemed still exaggerated. It was easy to carry that internalized homophobia. It would remind us not to get sucked in. Fortunately, I fell in love with craft. The realization that there was no traditional white wedding for me tripled my homophobia and sent me into a panic.