Humanity
What IS Love in 2022?
“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word "love" here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace - not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.”
By Martha Madrigal4 years ago in Pride
A Formal Introduction
The Good Ol’ Days For most of my childhood, I suffered from uncontrollable anxiety, feelings of guilt and shame, self-loathing, fear, and a cemented thought that I was a bad child and a failure at best – not to mention I believed that I was damned to hell. At the time, if you had asked, I couldn’t tell you exactly why I felt all those feelings. Truth be told, I don’t think I had half of the vocabulary, I do now, to even describe the sensations I felt. It did not take long for the self and family neglect of my internal and unspoken needs to mount and fester into disease.
By Vanessa Wilcox4 years ago in Pride
6 Best LGBTQ Romance Novels of 2022 . Top Story - June 2022.
Readers might see themselves reflected on the pages of a variety of romances. I've compiled a list of some of my favorite LGBTQ romance novels, in which characters of all genders and sexual orientations discover love. These LGBTQ romances are sure to warm your heart, regardless of your sexual orientation.
By Diane Hayes4 years ago in Pride
Is a Genderless World Possible?
Gender is a hotly debated topic that is difficult to breach without someone getting upset. The current precedent is that self-identifying as a particular gender is absolute, and we should accept the individual’s claim without question. In this article, I would like to question not the validity of one’s feelings, but what it actually means to identify as a specific gender.
By James Wood4 years ago in Pride
Illuminated Shadows Ch.2
Chapter Two I could not open my eyes, but I felt every muscle in my body scream out in pain as if I had been tossed off a cliff and left for dead. I tried once more to open my eyes, and then I finally opened one eyelid, then the other followed. My vision blurred, and I did not recognize my surroundings. I put my head back down on the pillow as I felt the bile rise in my throat from my spinning vision. My hand went to my head, and it felt hot and wet. I knew I had a fever, but I could not bring my voice to make a sound.
By Alex Pierce4 years ago in Pride








