Pride


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Pride – Orlando and homophobia 2

At the weekend I went out. I went to the local park. I went out as myself, with people like me… dressed in my rainoiw peacock printed dress and a faux fur coat. I left my house that afternoon, saying goodbye to my husband and children. I felt no fear as he joked about me going out on the pull for a wife. I went somewhere I should have felt completely safe, free to be myself. I went with a friend who is similar, looks straight so everyone assumes he is. He’s not, he’s bisexual too – one of us “hidden queers”. It’s not a phase, it’s not a joke, it’s us being honest – we know that we are different.