Cupid Calling

by Viano Oniomoh

I’m sure everyone who’s ever suspected they were queer went through a stage of thinking that they’re just “faking it”, that they’re not valid or something along those lines—not like those “real” queers with their “real” trauma and “real” experiences, or some such bullshit.”

think that sort of thinking stems from this desperate need to belong. We want to fit in, you know? But we’re afraid of rejection, so we give ourselves some arbitrary criteria to meet—like, am I really bisexual if I’m attracted to women a hundred percent of the time, but other people like, only once in a blue moon? The answer is yes. Yes, I am. Not to say

that having this fear isn’t valid; with how vilified the LGBT+ community is, some of us queer folk can get really defensive about who belongs and who doesn’t. But personally, I believe that as long as you aren’t hurting anyone and you aren’t like, a fucking paedophile, then you’re okay.

“You’re valid, do you hear me? You’re absolutely valid, and the most important seal of approval you really need is your own.”