There is so much hate in the world.
I see it all around me.
Are the people on X, Instagram, and Facebook really all around me, though? I guess they are. Because that’s the world we live in. It’s a new world where the brave ones are not the ones on the side we want them to be from.
I wish I could close my eyes. Look away. Focus on the people in my life. Their love. Their care.
But that’s hard.
Knowing that one day, one of these people could have an unhinged moment and kill me. Because despite the love, my life feels fragile. I feel fragile, and I am fragile.
Being visible is… a privilege. Even so, a risky one. Would that really be a privilege then?
Here’s to a better tomorrow. Really, a better tomorrow. For queer people. For people who are different than the mould in any shape.