Identity

A moment of truth
I saw you, not just a character, but a heart, trembling beneath layers— unspoken truths heavy as silence. Your eyes held fear,
By simran sadangi2 years ago in Pride
How "Pose" Deepened My Understanding of Queer Experiences as a Straight, Cis Woman.
I remember stumbling upon Pose one night after hearing it hyped up all over Twitter. I didn’t know much about the show except that it was groundbreaking for its portrayal of LGBTQ+ characters, particularly Black and brown trans women. As a straight,cis woman, I thought I was already pretty open-minded, having grown up in an era where inclusivity is mostly celebrated. But I didn’t realize just how superficial my understanding of queer experiences was until Pose.
By Cindy🎀2 years ago in Pride
Reflections of Me: A Moment of Recognition
I remember the first time I caught a glimpse of myself on screen. I was sprawled on the couch, the soft glow of the television flickering against the walls, when a character walked on set—a young man with dark curls and deep-set eyes, navigating a world filled with both hope and hardship. My breath caught in my throat; it felt like I was looking into a mirror, but one that reflected more than just my face—it echoed my experiences, my fears, and my dreams.
By Eladeo Mallett2 years ago in Pride
Difference
People say love has no gender and they are right but our society does ! This is my story ,story of love ,distance and difference.
By Fllutte2 years ago in Pride
My Life, A Series .... Top Story - September 2024.
My life ... The Story so far ... Season 1: A Life, Hidden My life becomes a series of hiding myself away, repressed and depressed, living in a dark and lonely closet.
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Pride
Being Transgender
I came out to my grandmother yesterday. I told her, “I’m transgender.” We talked about it and she told me a few times during out talk that she loved me the same and needed time to get used to using new vocabulary to describe me. She asked me questions about myself and about my relationships. She asked me what I wanted from her, so that she could show how much she loves me. It was pretty great.
By Rivahn P2 years ago in Pride
Wealthy Mom Picked 3 Girls. AI-Generated.
Margaret Sinclair sat by the bay window of her grand estate, staring out at the vast green lawns that stretched out before her. The sunlight glimmered on the perfectly manicured garden, but it did little to lighten the heaviness in her heart. For all the riches and power that her family possessed, nothing could ease the worry that consumed her every day. Her only son, Adam, sat in his study, isolated and withdrawn from the world.
By Stowey Don Allen2 years ago in Pride
measured in wanting.
I lay here, eyes closed pen in hand wanting to give form to last night on the paige (I misspelled the word because you are on my mind)
By Anna Cunningham2 years ago in Pride
Finding my Warmth
"As the summer comes to an end, write a story about what you've learned, what you experienced, and what you hope for in the coming seasons."
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Pride
Things Unsaid
There are so many things I wish I said to you Since you left, that list has only grown as I grew How come I don’t get to say the things I need to say?
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Pride
An LGBTQ+ All-Inclusive Choir Provides Community and Improves Mental Health
An LGBTQ+ inclusive choir has been lauded by its members for giving them a community to be a part of, which in turn has given their mental health a much-needed boost. Founded over 20 years ago to provide an inclusive and open space for members to meet and sing, the Manchester Proud Chorus from England wishes to just make everybody feel welcome.
By Total Apex Entertainment & Sports2 years ago in Pride
Transformative Row
You row slowly over the sparkling crystal blue lake. Every muscle straining to pull further away from the shore. A cool breeze tussles your brown, curly hair. You grin at the ticklish touch. The row boat gradually comes to a halt, suspended by a light current of the waters below. You stare into the sky. Admiring how the boat is drifting towards no particular destination. Silence encases you. Lost time. You furrow your eyebrows. There is something on your mind. Words that want to escape through your lips.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Pride