The alienation of some queer media is something I've independently noticed over the years but couldn't find a way to articulate that wouldn't sound werid.
The working title of my closest attempt was, Pride Month Is Clearly For My Betters. But even that sounds wrong. Thus, it's been relegated to Rough Draft Hell for many years.
I did manage to write https://soatok.blog/2024/12/05/furry-queer-and-lonely/ a couple of years ago.
The sad part is that here I am, like two years later, and nothing has materially changed in my life. Hahaha.
There are many reasons why I end up feeling like #PrideMonth isn't meant for me.
Being demi makes a lot of gay cis male spaces uncomfortable. The way gay men objectify each other tells me a lot about the shitty beliefs a lot of men have towards women.
Stereotypes like, "Oh, you're a bottom? So you must be bad at math." Or even, "Oh, you're a bottom? So you must be lean and feminine-coded."
Or the accusations of catfishing because, if you have boundaries, that means you must logically be a "dom".
These are all things that I've been told at least once by someone over the years while being rejected from other queer folks.