lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
Lingering Heart
Who do you think you are? Stepping into a life so pure, changing perspective and expecting more. We were just friends who help each other grow, and now you live in my head wanting me to love you forever more—breaking me down from light to shadow, making me hate to love and the things that follow. Hurting in doses like a disease in transit, loving someone else now feels like roaches on the carpet.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
Change
“Change is gonna come” proclaims the song that is my morning alarm, rousing me from sleep. I roll over and groan at the bright sun streaming through the window as I hit ‘Dismiss’ and the phone goes silent. I reply to the message from my sister before I stand and pull on the clean uniform hung ready on the bedroom door. Black pants, green shirt, brown jacket, white shoes with green laces. As I walk to my kitchen my cat circles my legs and I tell her “Breakfast time!” I fetch my tea and porridge, and feed Artemis, and walk to my little balcony to eat and watch the morning customers of the bakery. Mary gets a blueberry muffin and a black coffee, then opens her florist shop next door. It’s Monday, so Jason gets one loaf of white bread and two custard tarts, then heads back towards home. The baker flirts with the English teacher by giving him a sausage roll for half price. The teacher doesn’t notice, that’s his usual price. The baker’s daughter eats a fresh apple Danish while he’s distracted. I finish my porridge as my cat comes through the cat-flap to join me, sitting in her favourite patch of sun. I finish my tea and walk to work. “Hey John!” greets my co-worker. “How’s Anna enjoying New York?” I tell him my sister likes it the same as she did when he asked yesterday and pick up my first tour group. I finish work and head home, another Monday the same as the rest. I sigh and wonder when the sound of my morning alarm will no longer feel mocking.
By Brigitte Bennet3 years ago in Humans
The History Behind Pride Month
Pride Month is a month dedicated to uplifting LGBTQ+ voices, celebrating LGBTQ+ culture, and the support of LGBTQ+ rights. Throughout June, there have traditionally been parades, protests, drag performances, live theater, and memorials and celebrations of life for community members who lost their lives to HIV/AIDS or hate crimes. It is part political activism, part celebration of all the LGBTQ+ community has achieved over the years.
By Francesca Rome-Marie4 years ago in Humans
F*ck Coming out
Last year I came out as Bi-Sexual. It was something I had to do. I couldn't hide it any longer. If I did I honestly don't know what would've happened. But this isn't about that. This is about how how I came out. How I realized that I was Bi-sexual. But before I continue I want to emphasize to anyone who may be struggling with their own sexuality that you're not alone and you are most certainly enough. If anyone doesn't support you they don't deserve to be in your life. You deserve to be your most authentic self and nobody should take that away from you.
By Amanda Nicole4 years ago in Humans
Wrong
I, like many girls, had always wanted to try things with a girl. Never did i think i’d be in love with one though. I met her during basketball season, we were both on the same team, and the moment i saw her she caught my attention. She never knew till one day a girl, who i had told that i might have feeling for her, went to her and told her what i had said. At first of course she didn’t believe me but i was too shy to talk to her and tell her it was true. After basketball season was over we started talking a little more at school and we also got to know each other more. We later got really close and it all happened so fast. When we were both ready we decided to make it official and i think it was the best thing we could’ve done. I wasn’t ready to come out to my mother so i’d call my girlfriend “my friend”. My mom let me go to her house one day for a birthday part but she had never seen my girlfriend, and when she did her concern was “does she like girls?” i would always tell her no or that i didn’t know. One day she found a note one of my friends had written and it talked about me and my girlfriend being together and doing stuff and my mom did not take that very well. She started asking me if i was gay and asking a bunch of questions. She let it go though and i had asked her in the car did she think i would ever like girls and she said she didn’t think i would but she didn’t know. She had told me if i did she would support me she just didn’t know what to think at that moment. Soon after it was mother’s day and i had gotten my mother a rose and i bought an extra one. Of course she asked who it was for, and i had told her i got it for myself. It wasn’t for me, i gave it to my girlfriend the next day at school. When i got home from school and my mom got home from work i went outside and my mom im guessing went in my room and didn’t see the rose. As soon as i came back in she started questioning me about it asking who i gave it to and where it was. When i told her i gave it to “my friend” she got really mad and asked “why” and other things like “do you like her?” She asked to go through my phone but didn’t find anything about me and her. I just knew she didn’t trust me then. She had told me to stop talking to her and i didn’t. I continued texting her and talking to her at school like always. My mom and i didn’t talk about her from that point on, until, when i came back from a trip she said one of her coworkers daughters said that i told someone that i was gay and i had a girlfriend. Me and my girlfriend had been texting and i had my notifications on so my mom could see but we were talking as friends on purpose so she could see that’s what we were. She asked to see the messages and got mad that we were still talking when she told me to stop talking to her. I started crying and she asked why i was crying if me and her weren’t together. That’s when i told her that she liked me and i liked her. She was silent for a while and then she started telling me it wasn’t right for me to feel like that about another girl. She also started talking about God which made me mad because it was like she was bringing him up on purpose. We have never been a family that’s been all about God and now she wanted to tell me to read the bible and go to church, she even suggested a psychiatrist, she just wasn’t having it. She’d tell me about bible verses that talk about homosexuality being wrong and she’d send me articles about what would happen to homosexual people. I tried to help her see things from another point of view but she refused to hear any of it. She sat down with me and read something about God and what he said about homosexuality, and i honestly was not listening. She’s making me feel like i’m wrong for having feelings for someone, and for being in love. I am happy with my person and i wouldn’t wanna have it any other way.
By Valeria Gutierrez4 years ago in Humans
Adventures in Learning Spanish
As most a child does when working their way through the school system, I had a pick a second language to learn, if only to get a good enough grade to pass the class. Being from Texas, I chose Spanish as it was, and I suppose still very much is, a handy second language to have in one’s intellectual arsenal.
By UniformPrism The Author4 years ago in Humans
Inconsequential. Top Story - July 2022.
My wife loved plants. Love, even as powerful of a word as it is, cannot accurately describe how intensely she felt about them. The leaves, the petals, the roots … were all intertwined within her. She could never walk past without running her fingers across them, without whispering a word of affection. Sometimes I felt as if she loved them more than me, more than herself.
By Sara Larca4 years ago in Humans
Dad Know's Best.
Friday morning. Circa 1999. The West Midlands, England. Already the day was off to a slightly unusual start. Getting ready for school that day it was not my Mum’s light, melodic voice chivvying me along but my dad’s deep baritone telling me to step on it if we didn’t want to be late.
By Abi Alexander4 years ago in Humans
