In honor of the last day of pride mont, I'd like to share
a bit of my thoughts and queer experience.
I'll probably feel the burden of guilt on my shoulders
my whole life, and I'll probably have to bury my
feelings (sexual and/or romantic) deep inside my heart,
but I won't deny their existence anymore. I accept
my queerness, despite everything. Quite frankly,
I got tired of waiting for someone else to accept
me. I'll have to do it myself. Even if that means
having to look away when my heart flutters upon
laying my eyes on a pretty girl (I'll draw her features
on my sketchbook once I'm home, by myself; I'll
dream about her at night and kiss her in my head).
If I have to live inside my head to experience
my 'being queer', so be it. And maybe, who
knows... Maybe in another universe,
I won't have to make excuses to love
who I love, to be who I am.