I love Pride.
There is no Situation in which I feel more comfortable and at Peace with myself then when I run trough Cologne, my best Friends by my side und my pride flag in my Hand. Or on my shoulders. Or wrapped around me like a Toga.
And while my Outfit last year just consisted of a nice Dress and my flag this year i went all out. “Keep calm and have some pride” tank top, flag cape and over the Course of the day wrist bands, Tiny paper flags and a flag on my cheek. Normally I only wear black because that is what I feel safe in but on a Christopher Street Day the rules are reversed, the more Colour, the more rainbow I wear the safer I feel. I think I can’t explain the happines and Peace a simple pair of rainbow suspenders can bring. I just feel fucking great in my Outfit Right now (Black Pants, Black Dan and Phil T-Shirt, afromentioned rainbow suspenders) but when I wore the exact same Thing minus the suspenders last week and someone took a Picture of me; I proceeded to shove that Picture in everyones face and tell them I looked terrible.
I don’t know if a straight Person can relate to this, hell I don’t know if every gay Person can relate to this, but Pride and the Cologne CSD specifically is that one time I am completetly ok with me. And Maybe that is more of a Statement on my self esteem than on the power of pride, but i just know that it has been 24 Hours since I came home and I am still happy with myself and how I look.
I love pride, I love my Friends who spent Hours cheering with me yesterday and for once I actually love myself.
ALSO BRENDON URIE CAME OUT AS PAN A FEW DAYS AGO AND I AM STILL SO HAPPY. THAT MAN IS AN ICON, ALEXA PLAY GIRLS/GIRLS/BOYS, I JUST DATED THIS POST, DOESN’T MATTER IT HAS A DATE IN THE TITLE ANYWAY