The first person who sings Disney songs to me gets punched.
One of the things that probably enrages me most about this lawsuit is that this national group is using my small town school as a pawn. They’re grabbing anyone that can push their agenda and pulling the along, whether it’s in their best interests or not.
The whole thing is an ugly mess and it makes me genuinely sad.
A terrible set of drawings that depicts running as if it’s something the artist has never actually witnessed or an accurate depiction of how awkward I am as I begin a new workout routine?
YOU DECIDE!
Maybe it’s weird to be 38 and still figuring out some of this basic, human stuff about myself, but that’s where I am.
Anxiety Brain gets up early sometimes.
Orlando is still heavy on my soul. Thoughts of all those lives lost, of my own participation in our homophobic, transphobic culture. Obsessions around what I could have done differently in my life. Anxieties saying that I’m complicit.
Today, I woke up to the news that 49 people had been killed in a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida. On the day this publishes, I will be attending Portland’s Pride Parade.
I just want to hold all the people I love as close as I can right now. I don’t want any of us to be afraid to be who we are or love who we please.
I am horrified at the loss of life. I’m ready to fight for the rights of the LGBTQIA+ community because it’s the right thing to do.
But if you’re a person who can’t make that leap, then fight because of the way it might affect those you care about. I am a person who struggles to define his gender and sexuality sometimes, who tends to live outside of heteronormative spaces. I could have been in that club. The people closest to me could have been in that club. If you can’t fight for a stranger, then I guarantee you don’t have to look far to find someone who you can fight for.
These days I find myself attracted to people of all shapes and sizes, but when I look at her I go full Leo Bloom. It’s not exactly my favorite thing about myself.
Anxiety Brain is an asshole.
Anxiety Brain strikes again.
I want to do right by you. Yes, you.