National Coming Out Day 🌈 always hits me. Stokes all the feelings.. I came out for the first time 13 years ago and have done so about 1,000 x’s since. It is a process.. But, being queer has been a call to live my life with love as my top priority. There is just no other way. I have loved in the face of hate and discrimination. I have married when I was told it was not “allowed”. I have painstakingly and deliberately made a family that most of the entire world denies is even legitimate. But fuck it, because I know that love matters more than that noise. Not just romantic love, or familial love, but love that accepts others no matter who they are. Love over judgement. Inclusion over bigotry. Taking the extra step to close the space between me and others. Love even at the risk of being subject to violence and hate and denial. I am so grateful that this has made me someone who will never, ever take love for granted. I will lay everything on the line.
I’m grateful for having a life filled with such intimate deep connections with others who have had to discover what living your truth REALLY means. It is such a sacred and special thing... I wouldn’t give this piece of me up for anything. I wouldn’t give up my community for anything. It is one of the most special things in my life. It is magic.
I’m grateful for all the queers and allies before me who suffered and died and fought and loved harder than most, because they had to. I am grateful for all of those who have clung to each other and clung to hope to progress us to where we are now. I know I reap the benefits that they have set in place through blood, sweat, tears. And I am so grateful for everyone beside me who says we have still not come far enough. We can still do better. MUCH better. And so, we fight on, and we love on.. Love to those who are out and proud, to those trying to find their way, to those who are trapped. It’s a hell of a journey. 🌈 .