What Pride Month Means To Me, A (Still) Closeted Queer Woman

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Pride Month is bursting with vibrant colors—rainbow flags, clothing, accessories, and more. While the celebration is visible everywhere, my home feels like a different world. As a queer woman still in the closet, the visibility of Pride brings mixed emotions. It highlights the gap between who I aspire to be and my current reality, leaving me feeling stifled and ashamed instead of loud and proud.

Growing Up Different

Growing up, I sensed my difference. I wasn’t like my peers; I didn’t feel passionate about intimacy or romance in the same way they did. Shows that celebrated typical relationships, like “Friends” or “Dawson’s Creek,” didn’t resonate with me. Although I had boyfriends and entertained the idea of romance, I found the attraction to boys incredibly limited. In fact, the number of boys I found appealing could fit on one hand. Eventually, I fell in love with one of them, and we got married and built a family with two kids.

The Incompleteness

Yet, despite this seemingly perfect life, I felt a deep sense of incompleteness. It wasn’t until last June that I finally voiced my feelings to my husband, saying, “I think I’m gay.” Now I identify as queer, but my journey remains largely hidden. Only a few people know—my husband, my therapist, a psychiatrist, and a handful of trusted friends. Living in this silence is a constant struggle.

Longing for Acceptance

I long to embrace my sexuality and my true self. I want to announce to the world that I am here and queer, and I wish to celebrate with others in places like the West Village, passing historic landmarks such as the Stonewall Inn. The desire to wear rainbow gear and be recognized for who I am is overwhelming. I want to belong to a community that feels safe, yet I often find myself in the shadows, voicing support for the LGBTQ community from a distance. The feeling of being an outsider is painful. I often grapple with feelings of anger, shame, and worthlessness, which have led to darker moments in my life. However, I remind myself that there is no right timeline for coming out and that silence does not erase my identity.

Even if I’m not “loud and proud,” I am still queer.

Changing My Narrative

This Pride Month, I choose to alter my narrative. I’ll smile shyly when I see a rainbow flag, recognizing that the LGBTQ community is my family, even if I’m not out to everyone. I will accept and love myself as I am. I don’t need grand gestures to honor the woman I am or the fierce queer I’ve always been. I will silence the negative voices in my head and remind myself of my progress. While I may not have come out to my family or marched in parades, I have come out to myself, and that’s a significant victory. Acknowledging my truth is a crucial step in my journey.

Resources for Others

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