Dedicated to all the lesbian artists who would not, could not, imagine being in this life
Me and Pete and Everyone Else On This Particular Gay Day
The decent world is standing with Pete Buttigieg today.1—Someone who has seen some things.
Among gay, lesbian parents, our blood is curdling YET AGAIN.
This kind of thing: the surprise attack from a vindictive sicko with a plan to harm, has happened to every out-of-the-closet parent I know. Happened to me.
The malicious want to destroy us, and they know how to draw blood. “Despicable” doesn’t even begin to describe it.
Pete wrote in his letter, the past hours have been the darkest of his life. I know he’s not exaggerating. When I was threatened as a young mom, for what rightwing psychopaths perceived as my “sexuality,” here’s the things that went through my mind:
Pack our bags, leave this country forever. (but where to go? )
Never take another photo again, never share a birthday or Thanksgiving again (live underground like a mole)
Pull out of school, find all-gay school, (haha) find community where straight people never trespass (isolation from my coat of many colors, my friends and family)
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