I had to fight with my current job for *3 years* to be allowed to include my pronouns in my email signature, and since we do a decent amount of goverment contracting, I'm worried Im about to go right back to square one 🙄 BUT to preempt this, I hung up 2x the queer and trans pride art, magnets, etc with the theme "you cannot erase us" in my office than i had previously..... we (and I) are not going anywhere.
I think femme queers should tell the other queers who tell them they aren't gay looking enough to f right off, and their friends should have there backs! So tired of some of the queers deciding what is gay looking enough and what's straight looking! People regardless of sexuality and gender should be able to wear what makes them happy and feel complete! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🩵🤍🩷
when I was in fifth grade I came out to my little sister (as lesbian) one night when we were going to sleep (we shared a room) and bro did not waste a second and turned to me with her 9 yr old self saying ‘you have a day to tell Mami or I will’ I knew she wasn’t lying cuz she’s a freaking menace. So the next day on the way to OT I told my mom I was ‘65% lesbian’ ( I had asked my sister if I could use percentages and she said sure {yes I am neurodivergent}). My mom asked why I said 65% and I said that it was because I got 65% on my speech test (this was, in fact, my reasoning.). Sidenote: I was not 65% lesbian, it was closer to 99%.
Now don’t worry about my mom being accepting, I wasn’t concerned about that, more that she would make it into a big embarrassing thing for me. Which she did: she proceeded to remind me for the umpteenth time that she herself is bi (‘I know, Mami’) and regaled me with the familiar story of the time she had a crush on her redhead friend and how THAT friend turned out to be gay and how had things gone differently I might’ve had two moms (‘Ma, why have you pulled over we’re gonna be late’). We were late y’all. But my mom is Latina so it’s par for the course.
Later that week my mom called me to her room, she opened this box on her bed and proceeded to pull out fiftyleven lesbian middle grade books while maintaining intense eye contact (books are her love language, she’s an English professor).
Fast forward 6 years and while in a Starbucks with my sister I come out to her as genderqueer (yes, she was the first person I told this time too), and in return she told me she was lesbian, thus concluding our coming-out transaction. Later that day we helped each other come out to our mom (our mom is the one we tell things, she then tells our dad). Also, just to clarify, my sister is still a menace, (even more so now) but now we have a strange comraderie over the fact that we are queer. (This was about a year ago) Like the first time, my mother presented us with books.
Only this time, because we were older, they were NOT middle grade. One of them is called ‘Girl Sex’, is a comic book about as thick as my arm, and has an illustration of a STRAP on the cover. (If you didn’t assume already, that book gives you instructions on how to have dolla bean adult fun times). It is fair to say that me and my sister spent the following minutes yelling at our mother while she looked confused. I, being a good sibling, volunteered to keep the book in my room, seeing as I have 1 irl friend and he doesn’t gaf but my sister is ‘not popular just has over 20 friends’. I have not read the book, nor do I have any use for it seeing as I am a socially awkward neurodivergent nerdy enby lesbian who knows far too much about far too little. My sister might have a use for it tho cuz apparently three ppl confessed to liking her in the last year (she rejected all of them, like I said, a menace.), and all her friends (95% of them are lesbian) are dating and cheating on each other and convinced Sophie Thatcher is going to propose to all 30 of them in succession. The point is, my family is gay af, we’re just waiting on my brother then then only cishet in the fam will be my dad (idrc whether my 8 y/o brother is queer just as long as he’s a good enough person to be considered queer by association).
I had to fight with my current job for *3 years* to be allowed to include my pronouns in my email signature, and since we do a decent amount of goverment contracting, I'm worried Im about to go right back to square one 🙄 BUT to preempt this, I hung up 2x the queer and trans pride art, magnets, etc with the theme "you cannot erase us" in my office than i had previously..... we (and I) are not going anywhere.
Naaay you are always teasing with the Vico gun show.
I think femme queers should tell the other queers who tell them they aren't gay looking enough to f right off, and their friends should have there backs! So tired of some of the queers deciding what is gay looking enough and what's straight looking! People regardless of sexuality and gender should be able to wear what makes them happy and feel complete! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🩵🤍🩷
My coming out story:
when I was in fifth grade I came out to my little sister (as lesbian) one night when we were going to sleep (we shared a room) and bro did not waste a second and turned to me with her 9 yr old self saying ‘you have a day to tell Mami or I will’ I knew she wasn’t lying cuz she’s a freaking menace. So the next day on the way to OT I told my mom I was ‘65% lesbian’ ( I had asked my sister if I could use percentages and she said sure {yes I am neurodivergent}). My mom asked why I said 65% and I said that it was because I got 65% on my speech test (this was, in fact, my reasoning.). Sidenote: I was not 65% lesbian, it was closer to 99%.
Now don’t worry about my mom being accepting, I wasn’t concerned about that, more that she would make it into a big embarrassing thing for me. Which she did: she proceeded to remind me for the umpteenth time that she herself is bi (‘I know, Mami’) and regaled me with the familiar story of the time she had a crush on her redhead friend and how THAT friend turned out to be gay and how had things gone differently I might’ve had two moms (‘Ma, why have you pulled over we’re gonna be late’). We were late y’all. But my mom is Latina so it’s par for the course.
Later that week my mom called me to her room, she opened this box on her bed and proceeded to pull out fiftyleven lesbian middle grade books while maintaining intense eye contact (books are her love language, she’s an English professor).
Fast forward 6 years and while in a Starbucks with my sister I come out to her as genderqueer (yes, she was the first person I told this time too), and in return she told me she was lesbian, thus concluding our coming-out transaction. Later that day we helped each other come out to our mom (our mom is the one we tell things, she then tells our dad). Also, just to clarify, my sister is still a menace, (even more so now) but now we have a strange comraderie over the fact that we are queer. (This was about a year ago) Like the first time, my mother presented us with books.
Only this time, because we were older, they were NOT middle grade. One of them is called ‘Girl Sex’, is a comic book about as thick as my arm, and has an illustration of a STRAP on the cover. (If you didn’t assume already, that book gives you instructions on how to have dolla bean adult fun times). It is fair to say that me and my sister spent the following minutes yelling at our mother while she looked confused. I, being a good sibling, volunteered to keep the book in my room, seeing as I have 1 irl friend and he doesn’t gaf but my sister is ‘not popular just has over 20 friends’. I have not read the book, nor do I have any use for it seeing as I am a socially awkward neurodivergent nerdy enby lesbian who knows far too much about far too little. My sister might have a use for it tho cuz apparently three ppl confessed to liking her in the last year (she rejected all of them, like I said, a menace.), and all her friends (95% of them are lesbian) are dating and cheating on each other and convinced Sophie Thatcher is going to propose to all 30 of them in succession. The point is, my family is gay af, we’re just waiting on my brother then then only cishet in the fam will be my dad (idrc whether my 8 y/o brother is queer just as long as he’s a good enough person to be considered queer by association).
Anyway…..have a good day! 🙃