They say beauty is only skin deep. But what happens when the skin you're in makes the world see you differently?
My name is Mihika, and I was seven when my skin began to change. One small patch near my eye became the start of a journey I never asked for — a journey of stares, whispers, questions, and silence. I have vitiligo, a condition that paints my skin in two tones, like nature decided to mix moonlight and shadow on the same canvas.
For a long time, I wished I could disappear. I hid behind clothes, behind people, behind fear. But life has a way of unfolding in chapters — some painful, some beautiful, all necessary.
This is my story. Not just of vitiligo, but of growing up, breaking down, standing tall, and learning that the most powerful kind of beauty doesn't come from blending in — it comes from being brave enough to stand out.
