Pride is Constant

Suddenly the world seems a little less dark. The clouds seem content, people seem welcoming. I love pride month, it feels homely. But through years I’ve come to realize, it shouldn’t just be a month. It should be forever. I should be able to go out with a rainbow shirt everyday, and not feel like I’m advertising my sexuality. I’m not celebrating something that only lasts a month. My love is constant, never-ending, different. Too different to be normal, so we get a month to be considered “like the rest.” I want to be considered normal constantly, like my love for the same sex is constant. I never asked for a month, though I appreciate it. I just asked to not be so isolated. However, that doesn’t mean I won’t go to parades or celebrate. I love pride month, just wish I was treated with that respect and lovingness all year.