It’s Pride 2022 And It’s Like High School All Over Again
I don’t know about you but Pride Month 2022 has been an emotional rollercoaster for me. And we’re talking a Kingda Ka level ride. I am quite literally feeling ALL the feels. At times all at once. For so many reasons. The most major being that it’s my first real Pride 🏳️🌈. The first Pride celebration that hasn’t been canceled since I came out as queer in the middle of a pandemic during Pride Month 2020.
A middle that wasn’t a middle.
A pandemic that wasn’t singular.
I was fifty-three and a quarter years old.
My timing was both divine and strange. It felt — and still feels — true at a soul level. And yet, because of the pandemics plural that have been unfolding ever since and the restrictions they’ve imposed, it’s meant that this new facet of my identity still feels more conceptual than actual. More potential than practice. And yet, more alive — and more enlivening — than ever.
So much has changed and much remains the same. I am (still) a woman seeking and, though I no longer feel like a baby queer, it seems I’ve now reached the teenage phase of the coming out/becoming journey and I feel like I’m back in high school. With all the fear, insecurity, and awkwardness that implies.
