Discussing the coming-out arc in Supergirl gave us a platform for a good ol’ queer bonding session.
A few weeks ago, I saw Hayley Kiyoko perform in Detroit. That’s right, I followed Lesbian Jesus to queer heaven and got baptized from her voice.
What kind of queer blogger would I be if I wasn’t talking about Hayley Kiyoko’s debut album? If you’re here looking for an unbiased album review, you’re in the wrong place. Here I talk about her, the album, her other songs, and about how much I love her.
Earlier this year, my girlfriend and I celebrated 3 years together. So I’m going to keep up this light/heavy post pattern and tell you the light story of how I found the love of my life on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. [CW–Very brief mention of self-harm.]
PROLOGUE: THE TUMBLR POWER STRUGGLE.
Coming out to people in your life is a never-ending and often difficult process. But coming out to yourself? It’s a crisis that starts in your childhood. You spend innocent years constructing an identity that feels like the ghost of who you really are.
Imagine this: You are a nineteen-year-old college girl who has never had sex before. You’ve never even had a boyfriend. You think about dating your guy friend’s roommate simply because he’s into you, even though he isn’t your type. But what is my type? You ask yourself, wondering why you haven’t had a boyfriend before. What a silly thing to ask yourself, you know what your type is.