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The first is one of humble gratitude for the activists who came before me, without whom I could not adore my gorgeous boyfriend as I do. To them I owe my happiness—a debt which I could never fully repay. I hope, though, to one day tell my children the story of their bravery, and of their sacrifice.
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The second is of sadness for my trans siblings, for whom progress on the march towards justice has been slow and exhausting. We can't forget that none of us are free until all of us are free, and so we fight on. And we must never, ever, submit to the feckless bigotry levied blindly at our community.
So, as I celebrate this Pride Month, I do so solemnly understanding that Pride is, always has been, and must remain, a protest until every single one of us has the freedom to live our lives in peace, happiness, and justice. Though we must keep fighting, it needn't be alone. Happy Pride Month. 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️