He's the Man

My first pride️‍️‍

So yeah, as you can guess this chapter is about my first time at a gay pride festival. Overall I can say I enjoyed it, but let's also note that this was the first time I saw an excessive amount of people in the LGBTQ+ community. I remember seeing it in the newspaper and being so excited. It was my first time to show my true colors and be the person I was since birth. The only problem with this is the fact that my parents had to go with me because I'm still to young to drive for myself. On the car ride there my parents began to get curious and ask questions, but I just gave a generic answer and didn't make anything too noticeable. We arrived and I was beyond excited that I was actually skipping (i know gay af) l, I took pictures with a few people and one thing I remember vividly was being hella jealous of this guys pants that were a black and purple mix skinny jean. If you're reading this now feel free to hand them over. The one thing that I wasn't fond of at pride was the protesters, they were a handful and I wanted to shove something up somewhere if they weren't careful (I was a very angry teen). As it got time for the parade to start I was super excited to be in a big "wave" of people that were just like me and I didn't stick out (compared to my home town. I mean I'm not judging, but does anyone in rural towns wear skinny jeans, because they made me look hella good and people should give them a try) it was the BEST experience of my life and not even protesters would bring me down. After the parade we had fun dancing and watching the drag race 🏁 (between me and you, I was kinda freaking out). I bought tons of rainbow merchandise that i think I might of sold them out. After we were done having fun at the festival we headed back to the car as I was trying to explain the different flags for different sexual orientations (I know there a flags for other than just sexual orientations but this was the specific topic) to my dad, and the dreaded question came out of his mouth "So what flag do you identify with?". I went into panic mode and quickly blurted out, well the gay pride flag is pretty nice and as soon as I said that my face was hotter than the sun. At this exact moment was the beginning to coming out to people other than myself. But so I don't bore you to death with another 400 words, I will just save the coming out to other people for next chapter.

Words of wisdom
"If I could of chosen to be gay or straight, I would of simply chose to be happy (even though being gay is pretty fun)." Remember love is love is love is love is love, and nothing anyone says will ever change that.