(Updated 9/26/2023, 11/28/2023)

For a long time, I’ve been supportive of everyone no matter who their hearts call to. Not long enough to say it’s been my whole life, because I’ve had my ignorant seasons. But long enough to know that there would be a point where I would sit and learn where I stand, or even what flag speaks to me.

I’m still in the middle of researching ones that I’ve been suggested to by one friend, but so far I’m aware of the things I am not, and I had been before diving deeper into discovery.

The research is important to me, because I wouldn’t claim something I’d risk changing the next day or misrepresent a choice. Not when there are people keeping theirs a secret to appease other’s egos against their own comfort.

That’s something I can relate to heavily, outside of this topic.

And it’s been beautiful to see people much older than me discover and even live their truths openly, regardless of what society believes, or what politics hypocritically demand too often.

The journey will go beyond this month. This is something that means enough to me that I don’t want to treat it like a beacon of solidarity or wanting to be accepted somewhere. There are people that already love me for who I am now, what I’ve become, and how my renewed heart works.

Surely, they will continue to love me, no matter who my heart calls for.

D.F