“Just be yourself.”
The obligatory answer that most of us received at some point in our lives, when seeking advice. Any kind of advice. It’s an all-purpose phrase. 1,139 more words
Hills that were once a faded brown, dusty in the pale but thick summer light, now burst forth in green. Even through the rain lashing against the passenger window of the Prius, my head resting against its glass, the green shines bright. 2,251 more words
I have opted out of Pride this year.
To be clear, there is nothing wrong with going to Pride and celebrating. But for every rainbow-bedecked queer dancing in the streets today, there is another like me, hiding out at home, unsure of whether they’ve made the right choice between the pain of missing out and the pain of being present but feeling distinctly detached from the community. 563 more words