It's June...HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!
It's June. YESSSS!!!! The Sun is shining, all the pretty flowers are in bloom and it's time for Pride!! It's not just a Parade any more, is it? No, no, no! It's a full month of parties, festivals and concerts all centered around our celebration of the equlity we have fought for and the freedoms we have claimed as our own. Nothing makes me happier! It's like New Year's Eve and Halloween all rolled into one! I also like to spend some time reflecting on what makes me "Me" because that's what Pride is all about. It's about celebrating the Freedom to be exactly who we are and to live our lives as an expression of the love, brilliance, and fierceness with which we were all created. Let me tell you a little story about how I came to this place...
I grew up in a very small town populated by rednecks with teeny tiny little minds and scary-serious fundamentalist religious convictions. Growing up gay under those circumstances is a Hellish Nightmare and it breaks my heart that there are baby homos living in the same situation right this minute. I'm sure at least some of you can relate. I existed in a constant state of depression and lived in never ending terror that someone would find out my little secret. (Not that it was hard to notice and I have no idea who I thought I was fooling...I was a full fledged flaming screamer by the time I was 3 years old. I was 9 when Karen Carpenter died and spent a month in face-scratching, clothes-ripping mourning. Come on...) I remember laying in bed as a teenager crying and begging God to either make me straight or let me die. Night after night I would sob myself to sleep with this one wish pounding through my mind, my soul so sad that God had abandoned me and left me with this THING that I knew I was born with but which was so terrible it was "worse than murder". (Thanks for the quote, Pastor Stephens.) This went on night after night for more than a year until one night as I lay there...I finally got my answer. As I lay crying, rocking back and forth, holding myself for comfort, I heard the words "You are exactly as you are meant to be." At that moment, I felt a calm that I had not felt in years and knew the words I heard were true. I didn't know the full extent of the meaning, but I knew I could stop torturing myself. I knew that I was not the problem and that I would be OK because God still loved me and whether my family and neighbors liked it or not, I was (and am) EXACTLY AS I WAS MEANT TO BE.
That moment in my life was a real turning point and has played a big part in defining my attitudes as an adult. Because of the realization that I am who I should be, I have come to accept myself and my sexuality and all that my sexuality and queerness have to offer. I became able to see myself as equal to those who surround me and I came to understand that it is a waste of time working for acceptance and understanding when I should be demanding respect and accepting nothing less regardless of what others' opinions might be.
This is why I dance in June. This is why I attend the celebrations and the parties and the festivals. Because I remember a time when I wasn't free to be who I am and I remember the night that I heard the truth for the first time. I remember and celebrate the fact that I no longer have to compromise the truth and love that live in my soul. And I celebrate the world we are creating...a world where someday, none of us will live in fear and shame and where not one more gay kid will wish he'd never been born.
So happy June everybody. Go out and party if you can. If nothing else, look at yourself in the mirror, admire your sexy rainbow complexion and tell yourself "I Love You" for all the good you do for yourself, for your friends and for the world. And know that your "family" loves you too....
Kisses!!
Matthew
Posted by janfan1
at 1:54 PM PDT
Updated: Tuesday, 1 June 2004 4:56 PM PDT