He had been fascinated by the world of fashion, beauty pageants, and fashion shows since he was young. He knew everything about them: the names of the finalists, the rules, behind-the-scenes details, and all the little curiosities. He was also completely captivated by the artistry of singer Edyta Górniak (so much so that he had a tattoo on his arm with a quote from one of her songs).
Being gay was not an issue for his family or friends, but he felt drawn to a bigger, more diverse world. Seeking new experiences and opportunities, he decided to leave and move somewhere he could grow more. In 2019, he arrived in London. The city, full of contrasts and endless possibilities, became his new home. He lived in various areas, from Willesden to Camden Town. Although he had qualifications to work with children, he never took that path in the UK. Instead, he worked in bars, cafes, and shops—as a bartender, barista, and sales assistant.
In London, he connected with a group of people involved in the world of fashion and beauty pageants. Although they came from different backgrounds, they formed real friendships, sharing experiences and opportunities in the industry.
However, his life was not easy. He went through a series of failed relationships, and losing a great love was the hardest thing he experienced. The pain and loneliness led him to drugs. He started with “lighter” substances but gradually moved on to stronger ones—marijuana, methamphetamine, crack. Drugs became a way for him to numb the pain, but they also dragged him deeper into self-destruction.
He struggled with depression, paranoia, and hallucinations. Often, he felt like he was being followed, monitored, or threatened. Sometimes his friends lost contact with him for weeks—he wouldn’t answer calls, open doors, or reply to messages. Sometimes he completely disappeared, either using drugs or sleeping through days and nights. When he “woke up,” he tried to function and reconnect with life for a while, but the illness was stronger.
About two years later, he relapsed, deeper than before. He became involved in the world of chemsex, which worsened his addiction. Despite efforts from his family and friends to support him, he gradually withdrew from their lives and from himself.
In March 2025, his story ended tragically. He was found dead in his London apartment.
He had dreams, passions, and enormous potential. He was a sensitive, talented, and smart person, yet also lost and hurt. His story is one of searching for love and acceptance but also a sad reminder of the shadows cast by loneliness and addiction.
Despite his struggles, he was always involved in helping others—he believed that by supporting people in crisis, he could make a difference, and in some way, help himself too. His life and actions remain an inspiration, showing that even in the darkest moments, one can reach out for help and bring hope to others.
Note: His story and character are entirely true. He was a unique figure for our foundation, as he had connected and collaborated with some of its members even before it was officially established. His tragic death became a driving force, accelerating the creation of our foundation. Mourning him and unwilling for his death to be in vain, we share his story.
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Sadly, we cannot even give the name of the “hero” of this story (which is why we refer to him as “He”), and many facts about his life have been changed to respect the family’s wishes for anonymity. However, the meaning has been preserved… as a cautionary tale. His memory is not only a reflection on his life, but also a source of inspiration, a reminder that no one should have to suffer in isolation.