One of the things about being an elder queer now is that you see young queers, baby-gays, being out & being themselves and it makes you so proud & so happy.

I saw a couple girls waiting for their lunch near me, about uni age, obviously a couple with those light touches & closeness of togetherness.

And I think of how much we fought for THIS VERY THING back in the day when honestly we didn’t even dream of marriage equality, rather just of being ourselves and not be harassed or beaten up for it. And I see these girls and I’m so proud of being part of those struggles so they can just ‘be’ now.

I kinda wanted wanted to make eye contact and beam stupidly and proud, but I maintained my cool and didn’t be that creepy elder lesbian :)

I just felt good and happy. We still have a long way to go yes, but we have also come so far, and we made it happen.