I remember back when I was 9, I came out to my mother. It was an afternoon and I just got home from school when I went to my parents' room shaking and anxiously told her that I liked my best friend who is a very fine young woman. She freaked out as just what I expected, and told me I was too young to feel this way. I kind of hid our relationship because of fear of isolation and discrimination. But a couple years later, I found myself running to my mother whenever I needed advice on handling my relationships especially with women. HA!
Fourteen years since then, I realized being accepted for who you really are is a gradual process. But not everyone gets to share this kind of experience. Many queer folks are still in hiding, some suffer in extreme discrimination where they're being stripped off of their rights.
This post may not be enough to change the system, but hopefully, this serves as a catalyst for change - to be more open, to acknowledge and accept, to be bolder in fighting for those who have less rights, to share our experiences and to inspire. I remain to be hopeful for the future of this world - a world where everyone can be themselves and love whoever they love freely.
Let’s be proud of who we are. Happy #Pride ️