Coming Out Forced Me Into A Box. Everyone Invalidated My Identity.
<p>I missed out on LGBTQ+ in my day. Sure, the rainbow bracelets and pride flags flashed around me as the “loud and proud” grouped up against the oppressive norm. It was all there, just not for me. My kind were pretenders and deniers, infiltrating one side or the other; the invisible “B” didn’t <em>really</em> exist, after all.</p>
<p>Even coming out to my family was uneventful. Growing up, many of my mother’s friends were gay, lesbian, and even bi — somehow, I’d managed to find silent acceptance within the vastness of anti-gay sentiments everywhere else. I should feel lucky, right?</p>
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