What Pride Month Means to Me

You don’t have to change. You never did.

We are each born unique—not by mistake, but by some deep design.

The real madness was ever believing there’s a “normal” way to be. There isn’t. There never was.

I celebrate Pride to honor existence as it really is: honest, layered, imperfect, radiant.


To those who were told they don’t belong—by family, by faith, by silence:

You do. You belong.


To those still hiding, still carrying shame, still trying to shrink or disappear:

I see you. I’ve been you. And I promise—there is nothing wrong with how you are.


To those who fought to live out loud—and carved space for others to follow:

Bravo. Thank you.


We were never broken.