*Moved from my previous blog – 2018*
It took me a long time to come to terms with my sexuality, my mental illness, and just my character overall. But this picture represent growth in all the areas describes above. At the women’s march in 2017 I felt empowered. I felt like I understood my political identity. I felt at peace with being a woman. My illness, characteristics, and flaws quite frankly didn’t matter. And that rainbow blanket, it was my solace. I coat of armor in which I got to wear my sexuality like a flag, enclosing my cold body it’s promising warmth, protection, acceptance, and comfort. In this moment my small details about me didn’t matter so much, because the march was about something much bigger. I am comfortable in my skin. I am comfortable in my sexuality (see my post about this specific journey here). I am at peace with my life. I am confident as a woman. I am inspired to fight for change, equality, and justice. I have seen growth, and I will continue this journey.