this print is hanging in my bedroom, and represents the 49 victims of the pulse shooting. two years ago today we lost beloved members of our community to a hate crime, and they will not be forgotten.
I spent the days and weeks following the shooting reading everything I could about our lost brothers and sisters. I cried a lot, and I had a lot of confusion around my deep desire to come out and the fact that I knew once I did I would be walking out onto the chopping block. the block that targets our community for hate crimes, discrimination, bullying, and loss of unsupportive friends and family. coming out had been eating me alive for years, and I almost came out while posting about this loss. I wanted to scream that this was MY community, that I was in pain. but I knew I couldn't center myself in this time of tragedy, so I waited.
this print is easily overlooked by others, but I see it every day. and if reminds me that I am queer, that I'm a part of a loving and supportive community, that we cannot stop fighting or loving each other, we need to keep clawing until our entire community is free. and I really want to believe we can get there, some days I actually do...lately I haven't at all.
but on this day I HAVE to believe. I have to believe we can build a better world for young queer and trans kids, a world where they will never feel the pain of something like the pulse massacre. today I have to believe that we will win.
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