And like my relationship is straight passing, and I understand that in certain ways I’m immensely privileged because of this, and other factors, and like a lot of queer issues aren’t ones I really have to directly deal with at this point in my life, but I still feel really alone a lot… especially when it used to be a community I was so actively involved in when I was living in New York and New Jersey, and I still have that pang of “that’s me they’re talking about” in stuff regarding queer issues, and it’s not as if my sexuality or gender shit is different from what it always was.

and then I put Mrs. in front of my name and have a husband.  Like queer spaces are mostly not ones where I fit anymore, but I don’t fit in with cishets very well a lot of the time, at least not with the sense of belonging I had with other queer people.  Like, at this point every social interaction irl with another queer person reminds me of how much more comfortable I am there.

Like there are very few places I’ve ever had a real sense of belonging and that was one.