HOC – Trọng Hùng 1

“While in middle school, realizing that I was a gay, the only thing I could do was to torment and blame myself…

That was part of the painful childhood memory that I always want to forget. My father left, my mom passed away, I was transferred from one relative’s house to another and suffered from both physical and mental harassment. This pattern repeated as I grow up: I wander a lot as a way to avoid my family and all the memories that come with.

Green One UN House, 304 Kim Ma, Ba Dinh, Ha Noi, Viet Nam