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Sunday, June 1, 2025

🧠 ¿IF BLOGGING WAS THERAPY, WHY’D WE TURN IT INTO CONTENT? 🕰️


One thing I miss about the OG blogging days, especially as a queer person, was how we used to write without performance. No branding. No monetizing. No content creation. Just raw, unfiltered life. We'd write 500 words about locking eyes with someone across the room and wondering if they were family. Or the magic of hearing a song that made us feel seen for the first time. And somehow, people found it. They read it, felt it, said, “me too,” and we all kept going.

There was something sacred in that. We weren’t trying to go viral. We weren’t trying to survive the algorithm. We were just trying to be seen. To feel less alone. And it worked.

I miss that time. Before queerness became aesthetic. Before every post had to be a political statement or a perfectly lit photo. When blogging was therapy. When being gay online didn’t mean you had to represent every letter of the alphabet every time you spoke.

Now it feels like we’re always performing. For approval. For reach. For safety. But I want to go back to that freedom. To those moments where I could lay my feelings down somewhere in the ether and walk away, knowing I’d carved out a tiny space where I existed fully, freely, and without apology.

Maybe this Pride Month, we reclaim that.

We write again. Not to explain. Not to defend. Not to go viral.

Just to be. 🏳️‍🌈💭