First off, Happy Pride Month! This month marks the anniversary of the Stonewall Riots from 1969. The modern world has come a long way since then, including legislation, representation in media, and debunking stereotypes! However, despite 55 years in the making, discrimination and micro-aggression persists to this day and most likely always will.
Throughout my life, I've found the amount of inconvenience and grief surrounding my adoptions is about equivalent to the inconvenience surrounding my sexuality. It's ironic that Asian and Pacific Islander Heritage Month and Pride Month are back to back, as if trying to invoke my pride in those identities. However, I continue to stumble between feeling shame or inhibition and noticeably branding myself with the Gay Agenda.
Sometimes I wonder what is so significant about pride? How do we obtain it? Won't it bother other people who do not partake or relate with overcoming adversity? Do we need pride?
Well, I can confidently share that when I first learned about "demisexuality" and "quoiromantic" in high school I felt extreme peace and happiness. I was enraptured by the newfound awareness of others who felt the same way about relationships as me. I was at my healthiest (emotionally and mentally) and brimming with confidence. Years later, when I accepted suppressed feelings for another girl, I felt the same peace and confidence.
It is essential that we have the freedom to "live authentically," a common phrase I hear in the LGBTQIA+ community, because it is closely tied to our wellbeing. Naturally, we all have characteristics and quirks we withhold for fear of rejection or inherent disadvantages. However, I believe the feeling of relief and acceptance when we find supportive and accepting peers is worth the risk of rejection. Not only does belonging speak to enduring connections but also celebrating worth and purpose. All people, no matter the difference, have the right to find belonging and pride. And ultimately, what else would "Pride" mean but happiness (gay)?