Image taken from this website.
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.