A post I wrote quite a while ago. Re-posting because it got a good response, and it was probably one of my favourite things I posted… And, and, and, I have writer’s block. Sigh.
It’s not the cards you’re dealt; it’s how you play them.
It was Gay Pride in London this weekend. It got me thinking: I am not so much proud of what I am, as I should be of who I am. I made a placard, Lesbian Since 1987. The idea is that being gay, mixed race, bipolar, whatever, are things that come quite naturally to me. Effortless. Whereas: I work to be a writer, I train to do half marathons, I have worked my arse off for academic stuff. Those are acheivements, the things I should be proud of gaining or creating, with, through, or sometimes despite the things that I “am.” I would rather be proud of who I become, than what I started out as.
So here we go. I’m on it, peeps!