RaeAnna + A Nerdy Lifestyle
Being proud of other people is so easy for me, but finding an ounce of pride for, in, myself... impossibly hard. So, in the vein of loving hard things and being a better person, I decided to give myself this exercise in self-harm, I mean, self-love. I'm doing my best, I didn't say I was doing great.
For my 31st birthday, I got tattooed with one of my favorite people. These three tattoos mean so very much. In the process, I started slowly giving my body back to myself.
Hey, y’all. I’m queer. Pansexual to be specific. This isn’t my coming out. I’m fully out of the closet. If I’m being honest, I never had an I’m-not-straight talk with anyone. It’s just been something that has existed as a solid fact in my life for a decade now. My non-heterosexual identity has been talked about for awhile, but as I get older, I’m feeling the need to live more loudly in my queer identity.
Starting off my Christmas reading with Written in the Stars by Alexandria Bellefleur. Two wildly incompatible women are set up on a disaster of a blind date only to find themselves in a fake relationship for the holidays.
Paul Takes the Form of A Mortal Girl is Andrea Lawlor's debut novel. It is quite the book. I have never read anything like it.
Pride month is almost over, but that doesn't mean we should stop celebrating. Finally got around to writing about what Pride means to me.