When I came out I can remember having a conversation with my father a few days after I came out. He told me “just please don’t get HIV”. This was when I was getting sober, so my memory was comparable to a hummingbird with ADD, so although there may have been other conversations that took place about my sexuality…I don’t remember any.
This was difficult to write, and may be difficult to read. Before we get started, I would like to offer a trigger warning to anyone experiencing addiction/depression/self-harm/suicidal thoughts or anything of the like. For those of you that might be confused about your sexual identity, I want to hear from you. If you don’t have anyone to talk to, let me be that person.
It’s human nature to try to make sense of things. To try to put things into organized boxes so that understanding them becomes easier. And in a lot of cases labels can be beneficial. They can create a sense of community and belonging, which for some is all they’ve ever wanted. There comes a point, however, where labels become limitations. Read More