
I need to be me, I need to be free. Now
by Chanterelle
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Thank you sobriety
You helped me see
Thank you alcohol and drugs
I know you were just trying to protect me
But the numbing and suppression has to end
I need to be me, I need to be free.
Now.
Since realising my bisexuality and coming to be somewhat okay with it most of my fantasies have been about men and trans women. Think this is built on such passionate curiosity to what it might be like. Plus allowing for my attraction to be there too.
Hm I do worry and am self conscious with painted nails around people (mostly men) who I assume/know are straight. But around queer people I want to show them more. Think it’s because I now don’t feel part of either maybe. The hiding is to pretend to fit into cis-Hetero and the showing is a way of proof that I am one of them maybe … either way it’s probably not needed. The most important thing is how it makes me feel.
Can doing this help me see the best in people? Thinking the worst a lot at the moment with what I’m seeing in politics moving right and the ongoing genocide in Palestine.
My notebook has been open for so long, staring at the dates to stay on top of things. Closed it.
Been a beautiful reminder and how true the prediction was.
Bought this particular notebook as it’s a beautiful pastel pink, buying it was a way of me saying to me myself it’s okay for my queerness to be there, this is the year to let it out into the world a little more.
Thinking back on moments growing up. Watching movies and feeling something towards men and women. Any sexual activity irrespective of gender made me tingle. Using a pillow to prepare the hiding. Knowing it was something I needed to hide.
Being a part of this project has allowed me to ‘come out’ and tell more and more people about my bisexuality which I’m really grateful for. It is met with confusion around being married to the opposite gender though which is funny. Definitely brings up conversations around norms of relationships in society and breaks that image a little for sure.
Found out about trumps probable win today. Felt in a haze of horror, sadness, fright, anger, shame, hopelessness since. I can’t believe it’s happened again. Feeling scared for people in the queer community there, especially women and people of colour.
I really have no idea what to say but I feel like I need to write. Feeling so much hurt. So much sorrow.
Sorrow
Hurt
Pain
Fear
Horror
Sadness
Anger
Shame
Hopelessness
No.
Again. I can’t believe he’s back again.
Yet,
tragically I can.
I even know some
who casted those votes.
Sharing victory clips online.
“He’s home.”
I fear more than ever
for the people of Palestine
Can hope even be found.
BIPOC, queer, crip, women, children.
Hate.
Tears in eyes
Phone in hand
Result inevitable.
We can’t
I can’t
I won’t.
The archive is part of the doctoral research project “Bi+ mäns digital life writing: levda erfarenheter och kulturella föreställningar” led by Mateusz Miesiac — a doctoral candidate in gender studies at Södertörn University in Stockholm. The project has the approval of the Swedish Ethical Review Authority.
If you want to join the archive, use the contact form or email mateusz.miesiac@sh.se.