I was lucky enough to jump into total emptiness and survive. I was lucky enough to fly and escape. I was lucky enough to flee and stop hearing. I was lucky enough to re-emerge, levitate and feel antigravity.
In the vast tapestry of human history, love has been a river that flows unceasingly, always seeking its way despite the obstacles it encounters along its path. Yet, for those whose souls are set alight by the love of the same genders, this river has often been forced to run hidden, beneath the surface of social acceptance, far from the light of full recognition and acceptance.
Repression of the gay and bisexual community has been like a dark shadow, whispering fears and restrictions, trying to silence the melodies of true love, so much empty suffering. Entire societies, entangled in ignorance and prejudice, have woven webs of laws that condemned and hearts that judged, ignoring the simple fact that love, at its core, is the universal language of the soul.
Yet, like flowers that bravely break through hard soil to reach the sun, same-sex love has blossomed throughout time, even in the most unexpected places. Stories of forbidden love have fueled poems, songs, and sighs in the dark, bold reminders that true love, once found, can never truly be shackled.
In recent times, inspiring progress has been made. The armor of repression has begun to crack, letting in the light of acceptance and understanding. The gay and bisexual rights movement, with its unstoppable force, has painted the streets in vibrant colors, reminding the world that love is love, and in its embrace, we are all sacred.
Our fight is not over, we cannot let our guard down, there is still a long way to go. But with every step, with every shared story and with every heart that chooses to love without fear, we move towards a kinder and more loving world, where every river can flow freely under the radiant sun of acceptance.
In many places, the reality of many men is still a nightmare, and that is why our struggle continues, alert and incessant. To normalize a kiss without looking around in anxiety. To be a child and have a boyfriend like any other heterosexual child could have. To never receive a comment from a father, mother, uncle, aunt or grandfather, that it was not right, what would people think. To love without fear, to love freely, to love without chains, to love and share that fullness of love with everyone, and for everyone to rejoice in your joy and happiness.
I don't want to be accepted, I want the day to come when if love comes into your life, everyone, without exception, shares your happiness and applauds it.
I fight for that day when everyone can fly, feel, and love freely.
