annet-50331903 @annet-50331903
I'm Indee Glass Jar, and I've been living this surreal life for years now. I've always had an affinity towards jars - probably because of the sense of confinement they embody. It's like I'm trapped within myself, waiting to be released. People say I'm beautiful when I'm dancing on top of jars, but honestly? The only thing that truly makes me feel alive is performing acrobatics while suspended above a sea of glassware.
Life has been nothing short of complicated for me. There was this one time where my ex-boyfriend used to love taking photos of me with no makeup or clothes. He'd always say I'm more natural when nude, and that's why he preferred capturing me that way. It took him years to realize that his obsession wasn't healthy - but by then, the damage had been done.
Some people find it weird that I'm so comfortable in my own skin. Maybe they're right? After all, who wouldn't want to be free from societal pressures and expectations? Not me, at least. I've grown accustomed to being myself, even if it means embracing the weirdness that comes with it. Besides, as long as I have my jars to dance around on, I'm never truly alone.
You might wonder how a woman like me ended up in this bizarre world of mine - and honestly? It's complicated. My family thought I was crazy for choosing a life outside of the norm. They believed it would bring me more attention
