Being Black and gay has always been how others have usually described me. Truthfully, only recently did I become comfortable with that identity description; I have always felt I was so much more than just a two-word label.
I am not only Black and gay! I am a teacher, I am short, I am multi-racial. Given the varied experiences of my life, I’ve always wondered why identity was limited to two characteristics for so many. In time, though, I learned what it meant to be Black and gay.
I learned that things would not be as easy for me as it seemed to be for others. I chose to accept that realization. The only alternative was to sulk and fail. Meanwhile, I was raised by strong Black woman. She taught me that to be man was to have pride in all I do. She instilled in me the mindset to never give up or accept defeat. Now that I am well into my twenties, I love being a Black gay man. Knowing the adversities people like me have overcome, my shared identity gives me power and strength.
This post is part of a partnership between GayRVA and Diversity Richmond to feature honoree’s of Diversity’s first LGBTQ+ Black History Month series. Honorees were asked to share their stories in their own words. We’ll be posting more honorees as the month continues. Photo provided by Harron Fells
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