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Good As You On Vocal And Everywhere
I was looking through the Vocal communities and noticed the most unsubscribed one was Pride , 388 stories from 297 contributors. Now it may be a relatively new community, but if we look at others , contributors are in their thousands.
By Mike Singleton đ Mikeydred 4 years ago in Pride
A Woman's Journey to Self Discovery
I see you made it this far, great for you, now letâs keep going on my journey of self-discovery; when we last spoke, we talked about me figuring out I was bisexual and all that entailed, and now we are going talk about me realizing that gender doesnât do it for me. On my road to learning about my bisexuality, I also learned about pansexuality which is not being attracted to a person based on their gender but being attracted to their personality instead. Speaking honestly, when I discovered that you could be attracted to a personâs personality and not just their gender or sex I felt the same way I did when I realized that you could like both sexes. Me realizing that I was more attracted to a personâs personality was not that big of a surprise to me, I have always said that I like people who like me and whether that is a man, a woman, or someone in between, that is ok with me.
By Brittney Mckinney4 years ago in Pride
Chakra Confessions
The sacral chakra, also referred to as Svadhishthana, is the âI feelâ. The olor associated with it is orange. This chakra is all about emotional expression. Do you let emotions flow through you freely or do you suppress/avoid certain emotions? Your creativity, sexuality, life force energy (desire), and ability to self soothe all stem from your sacral chakra. A balanced sacral chakra will allow you to have healthy emotional regulation.
By Mentalmatters4 years ago in Pride
Who am I to Call to Arms no more
Who am I? Am I the one who wears his heart on his sleeve or the one who connects with people too easily. Am I too damaged to be loved or a hopeless romantic that love so deeply that people are afraid to go so far? Am I really funny or do I laugh at my insecurities and uncomfortable situations? Am I really so negative or do I have a hard time showing my true colors due to the numbness I feel from the shame and rejection thatâs been built on me. Am I really a demisexual or do I find it difficult to be truly intimate and connect with potential future partners.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Pride
Tips for Dating a Transgender Man
I have been in a relationship with my transgender fiancée for over three years. When we first got together, I scoured the internet searching for lists of what to do and what not to do. I found articles about using the correct pronouns, never referring to your parner by their dead name, and being understanding. These are all good things to keep in mind, but there are a few things I had to learn from experience.
By Maricela Ramirez4 years ago in Pride
The Unsettling Airs of Malus
Above the sea by eight kilometers, exactly (at a slope of sixty degrees), tiring at varied intervals, but more easily now as airs thinned, Ezra and Abel ended then (for the shared, growing sense that each foot added weight). Arriving, fatefully, at a scanty glade for rest, with its furthest limits bound by a forgotten rivulet, feeding a natural wading pool, emptied (the fragrances of which now permeated open airs with enticing, yet modest aromas). It babbled, daily, with ferocious intent, but less force than the now silent river. The rivulet and the river, from angles, resounded from the nearby ridges. But the rivuletsâ echo had, momentarily, stayed beyond eyesâ view, obscured from hearing for ripe, heavy mists. As its clearer waters escaped the gladesâ edge for a turgid river, their ears lost its ferocious depths while ascending (leaving behind no less of its noxious odors, pooling as sweat, than its turbid waters, muddied for too much forest during recent deluges). It had been a warm day, as the sun blazed, ceaselessly, with the glories (ingratiating as the âheir apparentâ to mid-day skies). Ezra, now admittedly lost (his confession by patient wheedling), had traced it for a few kilometers by its audible depths, which had broken by the natural, acoustic barriers of boughs layered for distance.
By James Royer4 years ago in Pride
A Woman's Journey to Self Discovery
Welcome back to my journey of figuring out who I am, my journey is still going on so this is just what I know so far; I thought I was straight but I since realized that I am not and now I want to figure out what that means as far as my life goes. When I realized that I might be bisexual I thought I was going to feel this huge revelation but I just felt the same, I could say that it was a big adjustment for me but it wasnât, this was just one more thing about me. I wish I could be like those people who have a great clarifying moment where they are sitting in their room and it just hits them and have this breakdown because they are so scared to say it out loud. I had a dream one night, and then a few weeks later had another dream and after that, I was like huh, I guess I like both men and women and that was the end of that, I didnât cry or feel scared about it. Sometimes we have a tendency to over-exaggerate a story because we think that people will want to hear it that way but in truth people just want you to be honest with them about your truth.
By Brittney Mckinney4 years ago in Pride
Dia De Los Muertos
âThis is your culture, you shouldn't have to do this.â my friend said as we walked down 24th street, scoping the pavement for the bright orange of marigold. I nodded as we held hands on our way through a dizzying myriad of people on a closed-off street in the Mission â what is now officially recognized by San Francisco as the Latino Cultural District. We walked long past the floral vendors who sadly informed us they had sold out, we were now surrounded by the murals, businesses, and old trees that are sources of strength for me and other Latinx & Indigenous people. We ran into friends and neighbors at a park. We sat on grass and enjoyed processions, drum and danza circles, holding candles and engulfed in the sweet scent of copal.
By Sophie Garcia4 years ago in Pride
Their Own Words â A Better Man
Their Own Words â A Better Man (Part One) When I lie beneath a clear night sky, gazing up at a million stars, my mind often goes back to when I was a kid, when I was told that each one of those stars was someone who loved us and who was now watching over us.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters4 years ago in Pride
Dark to Light, Chaos of You
When the rise comes down like a fall. The life of the many is all but unique. Screw it all most would say and just focus on you. For those where it doesnât come easy, a rollercoaster of crazy and a struggle with yourself to consume your soul with darkness. Like characters from kingdom hearts, you lie in wait for someone to dive in to save you. For someone who is spiritually known for relying on yourself events of the past, thatâs set on repeat. Constantly changing and forming your way of life until you are unable to take control of the wheel. As much as you yell and shout the darkness still has held.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Pride
What is Love
Thereâs a beautiful pond down a couple of blocks from my house. Iâve lived in this town my whole life. My best friend Tommy and I would go to the pond every winter to skate and play hockey. I love playing hockey. I played from 2nd grade all the way to high school. I got nervous in high school and never tried out for the school team. Boy do I regret that decision.
By Shawn Ross4 years ago in Pride
