Beingtruetomyself Stories

feel free to read all the short poems I've written all by myself.

I posted this as a chapter in my two ongoing Harry Potter/Drarry fanfics. But, perhaps it deserves to be its own story. I have been hiding pieces of myself for over a decade. Other pieces even longer - nearly two decades. I have hesitated for so long, written posts and then deleted them. I have kept it secret. Because I was never sure that I was "Queer enough" to come out. But the shooting in Orlando has hit me hard. I sit down to write and can't come up with words. So I wrote this. This is not to say I have it nearly as hard as most. But my heart hurts, too, and I can no longer hide. This is pride month. I will hold my head up and be proud. This is me.