lgbtq

The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.

Pride and Identity
Pride, many people know this word from many places. Some from a place of fear, holding it as a sin, while others see it as a beacon of hope to a brighter future.
By John Ames Birch7 years ago in Humans
Growing Pains
Growing up all I knew was church, church, and more church. I never had a choice and even as I got a little older I still had no choice because it was forced on me. My life surrounded by church was like a real bad dream for me because I never believed in someone or something telling anyone how to live their life. I’ve always felt that being happy with yourself and your life is what’s important, but for me growing up if you weren’t abiding by the laws of the church you were doomed. You were told what to eat and what to wear. You were told who to love and where your money should go. It was funny because in all of that there were certain parts they forgot to listen to.
By Monique B7 years ago in Humans
Cookies and Milk
Let’s say that we have a box of cookies, and a glass of milk. These two things are completely different. Different sizes and different shapes. They’re total opposites. But, the thing is, they complete each other. On one side, we have the chocolate chip cookie, and on the other we have the fresh and cold glass of milk. Put together, they fit perfectly. It’s a couple made in heaven, they’re in harmony. Right now, the story might seem boring. What’s up with milk and cookies? Sometimes you might put two cookies together without the milk, or two glasses of milk without the cookies, and it would be fine, right?
By Asian Woman7 years ago in Humans
The Road to Sexuality and Gender
I am a transgender man, 18 years old and about to start my HRT (Hormone Replacement Treatment). I am looking back on my road to finding myself and learning to accept who I am.
By Scott Lavely7 years ago in Humans
I Will Always Be Trans Before I Am Bi. Top Story - May 2019.
Judging by the title, I wouldn't blame you for thinking this is going to be a rage piece—a rant against cis LGB people. It's not. I've come to terms with the fact that, as a trans person, I have to be cautious of every single cis person I meet, regardless of whether they are also LGB. I want to explain what I mean by that, because there is every chance that there is a cis LGB person reading this and thinking, "but why? we're in the same community," and you wouldn't be wrong, but for trans people it's not that simple.
By Nathaniel Corns7 years ago in Humans
Looking in the Wrong Direction
I know none of you know who I am, but it’s within strangers that you’ll find some of the most interesting stories. Here’s the story of how I found my soulmate.
By Trent Swisher7 years ago in Humans
Dating Is Legit Horrible
When I was the tender young age of seven I knew that I wasn’t a girl. I loved how much I looked like my father and that you couldn’t tell my gender unless my mom put in those God forsaken barrettes. I was a huge tomboy well at least that’s what my family chalked it up to, so my mom didn’t mind me liking the outdoors and video games or fishing. What she didn’t understand was my anger and crying fits when she forced me to wear dresses with stockings or flat-ironed my hair to make it look more feminine. We fought from time to time because all I wanted to wear was my jean skirts that covered most of me or my basketball shorts and a raggedy T-shirt.
By Kennith Vinyard7 years ago in Humans
The L Word
Are you Gay? In my 23 years of life I had never been asked this question. Since I was 17 years old I had identified as... I guess the L Word. Even though I've never said the L-Word, and the truth is the L-Word leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
By Tanaine Jenkins7 years ago in Humans
5 Misconceptions of Pansexuality
I'm Pansexual myself and I want to talk about the misconceptions. 1. "Pansexual is the same as being Bisexual. There are only two genders."
By Angela Westgate7 years ago in Humans
Finding Queer Identity Through Weed
I take a deep breath in, and I can feel the sweet smoke go to the back of my throat. I hold on to it like I'm in a desert, and it's quenching my thirst. I exhale. I can breathe, my eyes feel heavy, and suddenly everything melts around me. I can hear background noise like the teacher in Charlie Brown….Womp womp womp womp. I head to my stereo, and give myself permission to turn on King Princess. I listen with a keen ear. I hear her words as they pierce my soul, “I hate it when dudes try to chase me, but I love it when you try to save me, cause I’m just a lady... I’m just a lady.” It repeats to the pulse of my heart beat. I can feel the base pounding from my feet, and suddenly my body starts to move, and I’m dancing like i'm at Woodstock in 1965. I don't know who I am exactly, but in this moment alone, I feel my queerness erupt in me in a way that can only be described as self expression and love. When I close my eyes, I see myself giving myself a hug. As I give this hug to this version of myself, I am a cactus. Like I’m trying to embrace myself in a way that really can't be embraced.
By Charmee Taylor7 years ago in Humans
Aromantic
I was 17 years old when I came out as aromantic. I came across the term on Tumblr, of course, and it was a huge eye-opener for me. If you do not know what aromantic is, it is a romantic orientation (not to be confused with sexual orientation) which means that I do not experience romantic attraction to people. I still love and have connections to people, but it is not the romantic one people experience with their significant other.
By Dani Ash7 years ago in Humans
Rainbow Belts
I remember what she felt like. Her hair was long and blonde, she had a crooked nose and perfect teeth. Her accent was strong, although you’d never know she was anything other than an American girl raised in south Florida if you looked at her.
By Asia Garcia7 years ago in Humans