Peaceful Rage

I randomly and thankfully stumbled across The Queer Nation Manifesto  tonight. It was handed out 28 years ago at New York Pride. I was a 12-year-old queer kid living in Compton.
I feel so angry right now about so many things. I let myself down today. But that’s only a small part of the anger I’m feeling.  I won’t get into what I did and did not do but I recognize my failings and I forgive myself because I have to in order to move forward. The suppressed anger that I’ve been feeling is bubbling up to the surface. Feeling unsure how to handle it.
Anger isn’t something I’m comfortable with but it’s something I’m familiar with. Reading the words/testimonies reminded me that my anger is valid. I’m owning it now. I’m making it my bitch.
TransPride is today. I’ll be there. I’ll march on Saturday in the Pride Parade and attend the festival. I’m picking up my free ticket tomorrow courtesy of The Center.
Fortunate. Always. Grateful.
Sometimes I wonder who would I be without the kindness I encounter pretty much daily? I don’t really want to know. This rage is fuel for now and I’m cool with this fire.
Your everloving, peaceful, raging queerdo,
Transpride fist

Gratitude 7.8.18

Today was a good day. Did art. Wrote a lot. Watched a movie and a half.

Gratitude: Thank you Nitta for comping my meal tonight of shrimp nachos wth blackbeans and mexican rice added. Along with a caramel chocolate brownie. I’m so FULL! What a surprise! I couldn’t stop smiling. My heart was smiling too 🙂
Thankful for the fan that D left by my door. It’s been so hot here the last 3 days. Thankful for my new friend Eden. Want to also give thanks to myself for doing all I did today (yoga, shot, self massage, shower) and just for being positive and not giving up.