good morning I've officially hit the melancholy stage of this whole Heated Rivalry mass delusion we're all having Happy Tuesday!!
Specifically. I'm thinking about the closet. What it means to be closeted, because of concerns for your safety, or your relationships, or your job prospects
Shane and Ilya could not come out without causing the biggest hullabaloo of all time and I just wish for the version of the world where everyone could just...be Out, as a matter of course, without concern for any negative impact from others' reactions
The version of the world where people can just *exist* as they are the moment, and have that be accepted, without the need to shrink or diminish or otherwise contort oneself out of shape to please other people or to prove oneself worthy of something *that would otherwise be denied to you*
not that everyone needs to put out a "hello internet I'm gay" vlog like millennials did in the 2010s (tho those were honestly a formative part of the culture. Love those guys, doing the Lord's work)
but whether the closet is not being able to come out to your professional sports league because you're secretly in love with your arch-rival, or you're just evading the use of pronouns in a conversation with your boss, it just. Sucks.
Because being queer is an integral part of one's personhood (among many other integral parts of one's personhood!) and to feel that one cannot express that *as and how and to the extent that one might ideally wish to and one's own terms* because of...homophobia and stereotypes and prejudices of other people is just...not cool! Not fun
To be able to both just exist in public, whatever that looks like for you, *and* not be subject to homophobia: the dream. A concept









