A while ago I met a cute lesbian couple. We met at one of my volunteer jobs and I recruited them for another one. They are less than half my age and we sometimes joke about me being an old creep picking up young women.
They are remarkable young women and were the first queer people in real life I'm explicitly out to. I don't make a secret of it but I also don't carry my label in front of me.
Recently they introduced me to a friend of theirs, another young queer woman. They did it by saying "That's myname. He is one of us." and it just felt amazing.
Those simple words were one of the most validating experiences in my whole life.
I wish all of you a happy pride month and a lot of experiences that feel as least as good as this one felt to me.
My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined. Without even knowing you I now feel an intense dislike towards you and hope you will be kept awake by the buzzing of an annoying fly.
Where are all my sandwich aces at?
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