I’m young and queer, and it’s hard for me to accept that there are politicians who want to pass legislation that would make big parts of my life illegal.
“How do you know you’re gay?” I get this all the time. So far, the only answer I have is: “You just know.”
We die for the right to love and be loved. We die protecting our own, because the law has yet to protect us. We die because we stand up for ourselves. We die to be seen.
When I hold my girlfriend’s hand in public, it’s not an invitation to ask me questions about my personal life. I’m not a spokesperson for the queer community.
This story comes to us via Story Works Alaska and the Alaska Teen Media Institute. A lot of people say that they don’t like labels. I understand why they don’t want to label themselves, they don’t want to be shoved into some box based on how society sees them. While I do understand this, I am definitely not…