lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
What I Learned from Being a LGBT+ Artist
When I started drawing webcomics I never thought about how they could affect me. I just wanted to draw and make people smile, but recently I posted a comic about being polysexual called "Twitterpated." It left many with questions and then I realized I never told my readers I'm transgender and polysexual because I can draw myself the way I want to be perceived. Then for a while I didn't post anything related to my sexuality or gender identity because I didn't want to be labeled as the "gay comic guy." Then I realized that by not talking about my sexuality and gender identity I was pushing myself back into the closet. My sexuality and gender identity is who I am and that is the part of myself I should be proud of. I should be setting an example that it's okay to be who you are, I shouldn't be afraid to be who I am. So I came out and the support I got was amazing. It made me reevaluate why I was posting comics.
By Andrew Hoang8 years ago in Humans
Misconceptions About Lesbian Relationships. Top Story - October 2017.
There are many misconceptions that straight people have about the way LGBTQIA love works. I ought to know, I'm proudly pansexual and have dated every gender out there. Few kinds of relationships spark as many assumptions and misconceptions as girl-girl relationships.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart8 years ago in Humans
Pronouns
Pronouns are an interesting thing, especially when it comes to gender. Every one of us is given a set of pronouns from the minute we are conceived. From she/her to he/him, the problem with these is that sometimes people feel they are put in this bubble/box with a label of the societal rules or expectations they need to follow to be included in the group of "normals." However, some of us don't even fit in either of these two boxes. I mean who could blame us? After all there are just about 7 billion people living on Earth right now and that is way too many people to try to shove into two empty containers labeled boy (he/him), and girl (she/her). Now for some of us, fitting in could be hard but more importantly, feeling comfortable is even harder, comfortable with ourselves that is. In order to start somewhere, we first have to rediscover ourselves and that means figuring our what brings us joy and comfort and what doesn't. This includes things like: fashion style, preferred name/nickname, and of course pronouns. These are all the things that lead to us being able to define ourselves, but these are also the things that allow us to test the respect and effort of others as well.
By Em Trevino8 years ago in Humans
Are You a Boy or a Girl?
Names and places have been changed for anonymity, but this is a true story. I grew up in the rural parts of Virginia. Living in rural counties, there’s lots of mud, country music, trucks, and guns. In areas like that, despite having a very strong sense of traditional gender roles, like your stereotypical pink for girls and camo for boys, there was a large overlap in those categories. Girls could hunt, but their guns were mostly pink cameo as opposed to the normal colors the boys would have. Boys would come to school in their full regalia of hunting gear, but so would the girls. Girls could be strong and drive trucks as long as they were good at it. Even then, they were expected to have a girly side. To have pink clothes and long hair down to their but. To want a boyfriend and wear dresses, even if they were going to out into the woods every weekend.
By Danni Greer8 years ago in Humans
It's Hard to Be Me
When I was three-years-old, my mom bought me a beautiful pink princess dress to dress in for Halloween. I fell in love with that dress and felt so beautiful in it. I remember how confident I felt walking up to people's doors and asking them for candy. I just knew no one would be able to refuse giving candy to such a pretty girl.
By Katrina Pelky8 years ago in Humans
Being a Lesbian in South Alabama
Being a lesbian in any state can be quite frustrating when it comes to unwanted attention. However, I don’t live in every state. I happily reside in Alabama, a state basically torn down the middle with its take on same sex marriage. I, being a married lesbian, have witnessed first hand how uncomfortable it is to live in such a divided state.
By T.C. Bosarge8 years ago in Humans
How I Loved Someone, Without Loving Myself First
"You can't love someone until you love yourself" is a phrase that has always haunted me. It left me growing up, believing I could never find actual love. As a depressed teen living with a father they always had a rocky relationship with, I told myself I was doomed. I lived under the strict rule that I couldn't date until I was eighteen. Once I knew that, I knew that my childhood would be bland in comparison to those dating freely. After some time, I did not want to date. I saw all of the trouble and drama it caused my friends, and I was happy to opt out. I had a few long distance relationships with online friends, all of which I'm still friends with today. I had tried twice in person. One I'm still friends with, one I haven't spoken with since, and I'm content with that. After those failures, I thought the old saying might be true, but then I met this huge nerd.
By Gren McClintic8 years ago in Humans
A Movie to Remember
It was the Monday of December 16, 2013 when we agreed to set a second official date. After a week of texting and phone calls, which were weird and awkward, but beautiful, satisfying and filled with joy to talk to one another. There was a tornado of emotions we felt at that moment.
By Luis Guerra8 years ago in Humans
