Something I've thought about a lot this Pride Month is poc pride.
I've seen queer spaces posted online where it's most Caucasian queers and wondered where the diversity and where the people of color are. I thought about why they weren't there.
Then I kinda thought about why I wasn't there either. When you're a queer child of immigrants, it's not your priority to be in a queer space because sometimes it's not feasible. You can't explain it to your parents, you can't just leave the house in the beautiful colors of your flag, and you can't just sneak around to do any of it without feeling immense guilt.
I wish there were more safe spaces for queer POC. I wish it were easier for us to exist, not only in the world but also in our own homes. Maybe it'll be better for us in a few years, maybe when we graduate and move on with our lives. Maybe I'll be able to live knowing who I am is safe, and I don't have to live a double life anymore if I get out.
But I keep thinking about those who may not get out as quickly, or may not get out at all. If you are a queer or ally POC, make an effort to find more like yourselves. You never know when someone needs this kind of community.
You are loved.
You deserve safety, community, and authenticity.
