I want to take this opportunity to write about it and my journey. Without going into too many details, let me share some of my personal journey. In my late teens, I got curious about kissing a man and having a boyfriend. As a result, I eventually stopped thinking about myself as a queer person. Fast-forward to when I met and eventually married my wife Corinna. She was the first partner who I felt comfortable enough to talk about my interest in men and my crushes.
It took time for me to realize that I am bisexual. At first, I was angry. So, I started looking into how and where I can bring positive change and support others. Amount other things, my journey let me to joining the local leadership team of Pride Apple here in Seattle Hi Fam! Easier said than done, right?!
I need to remind myself that I need time and repetition to internalize the following: We, as bisexual, pansexual, non-binary, queer people, have all the right to demand visibility and to be proud of who we are. This mix 1 is my attempt to capture what it feels like to drive around town with friends on a warm summer night β music playing, and the windows rolled down to feel the air in your hair and on your face. By the way, is this still a thing?!
On the way home, we pull over to sit in a wheat field to have another drink. The horizon begins to glow gold around 5am. I stick my head out the window and feel the warm air on my face. Within 48 hours, my community has stepped up and donated money.
For everyone who likes to donate from now on, please do that. The perk to decide my hair color has been taken. All others are still available. Every time I read the news, I feel a little desperate at first. Their services are especially important during the current crisis as its neighborhood has been severely impacted. The best thing is that Apple matches my donation For example, you could make me do jumping jacks, play with my dog in the yard, drink chocolate milk, say hi to your kids,β¦ you get the idea.
