Heartbeat of hope - On Queer Street
This post didn’t exactly go where I thought it would, but I decided to be brave and share it anyway. When tweeting while drafting it earlier in the week, I advertised this post as about ‘feminism, relationships, and that god-awful heartbeat of hope that makes me writhe in shame’ but that’s no longer quite true. After conversations I’ve had in the last few weeks, it’s possible that I’ve been dancing around some of these ideas for a while and it feels good to finally put them down on paper. It’s also possible that I’m not in the slightest bit done with this line of thought,Read More →