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on maps & queerness
Every Wednesday afternoon, my sweet therapist reminds me there’s not a roadmap for my life, and every Wednesday afternoon, I nod along reluctantly while I spend the rest of the week still secretly seeking. I've spent most of my life thus far desperately searching for a model, a checklist, a map that even with all its winding roads and detours still ends at a fixed destination, a summit with a panoramic view of all the trails that led me to this accomplished endpoint.
By Emily Long (she/they)5 years ago in Pride
Being Unapologetically Me
Growing up, I was never confident in myself or my sexuality. I was always chasing people around, desperate to be accepted which got me in some pretty messed up situations. I always put my faith in the wrong people and got let down every single time. When I got out of my hometown, I realised that the world is so much more accepting than I realised. I came to the conclusion that I didn’t have to be afraid to be myself and I started being unapologetically, me.
By YesItsMocha5 years ago in Pride
#RiseInPride
Growing up, I always felt disconnected from family and friends. I’ve never had a boyfriend or girlfriend. I’ve never been sexually attracted to someone. As I grew up, I realised that I am a Cis-gendered woman, whose pronouns are she/her, and that is Asexual, bordering on Demisexual, who is Bisexual under certain circumstances. Basically, whilst I’m not sexually attracted to any gender, if I have a deep connection with someone, there is a potential for me to be aesthetically attracted to them (which is a really fancy way of saying that I can have a crush!).
By Rebecca Smith5 years ago in Pride
The sun rose and I flew to the birds
When I was first craving words to describe my queer identity, I was obsessed with birds. The birds didn't need words and I didn't want them either. I was working in the engine room onboard a research ship, and we wouldn't return to land for thirty to fifty days at a time. As I struggled to break from the ideas of myself as man that I had adopted over the course of my young life I fell down Google holes trying to find a way to present my body to the world. I longed to dissolve into salt-entrained air with the albatrosses.
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet5 years ago in Pride
Stories By LGBTQIA+ Vocal Creators & The Perfect Songs To Go With Them
Every time a new challenge is announced on Vocal that interests me, I jump at the chance to enter. That's the logical thing to do, right? And the most recent challenge that asked Vocal+ members to create a Pride Playlist seemed right up my alley considering that my playlists are full of songs by LGBTQIA+ artists. So I did what anyone would do in that moment and submitted my entry.
By C.R. Hughes5 years ago in Pride
I Grew Up Without a Mirror
The first time I saw a queer person on TV, he was a gay man in a soap opera. I knew he was gay because that was everything he was. He was an obnoxiously loud hairdresser who constantly flirted with the straight, macho men around him, demonstrating a severe lack of boundaries and making everyone uncomfortable. This man, whose every quality made him more a woman than a man, had limp wrists, a persistent lisp, and constantly put his hands on his hips. His purpose was clear: he was here to be ridiculed.
By Amanda Fernandes5 years ago in Pride
