…and so here’s my yearly announcement: I’m not straight.
I typically identify as “queer” because it’s a blanket term that encompasses the complexity of my not-always-static sexual orientation. However, you can use any of these other terms to describe me, if you want: bisexual, pansexual, Kinsey 2, heteroflexible.
I have straight-passing privilege, which means that I benefit from being frequently misidentified as straight, because of the way I look and the way my partner looks. Though this isn’t a privilege I’m happy about, there are lots of people who would envy me for it, so I have to acknowledge that I’m lucky to be straight-passing. It’s impossible to know how many times it has spared me from incidents of homophobia.
Wishing you the best of luck with any coming out you want or need to do, today or any other day.
my photo tribute to Coming Out Day in 2008.
Did you ever feel like you had to alter some small part of yourself to fit in better, or to protect yourself?
Can you imagine what it’d be like to feel that on a much larger scale, every day of your life?
Everywhere you go, with everyone you talk to, try to establish an environment in which it is safe for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgendered, or otherwise queer people to come out. You can never truly know who is sitting in a closet waiting for permission to step outside.