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Pride and expressing joy in being LGBTQ+ is something that I always turn to whenever I don’t feel accepted as I am. It allows me to escape the lack of dialogue around being queer by feeling connected to the LBGTQ+ community through our common history. Within my family, my identity was willfully ignored for a very long time. Learning about others’ stories and the bravery of people in similar situations to me was what eventually allowed me to start the conversation that led to the much more open, accepting place my family is in today. Pride means different things to everyone, but for me it allows me to celebrate who I am by helping me remember I am unique, but I am still loveable, and that it’s something to be proud of.
I guess where I fit in all of this has something to do with an innate appreciation for the LGBTQ+ community and all that it stands for. Tie in some philosophy, well then, you realize that all that which surrounds us is almost every way imaginagable that humanity chooses to express itself every day. Those "ways" include society, the people in it, and their self-expression. That's an art, and I appreciate art, just as I appreciate the people I encounter in my daily life who may be pansexual, bisexual, asexual, demiromantic, aromantic, or of an identity that currently one of humanity's expressions--society--may yet to have a word for. This is certainly A-okay in my book, and it's not like the book is finished being written. Love, for one, is a funny thing, so we may as well let it do its thing and not impose upon it.