It seems rather apt that my first blog post be on Pride as both an author that writes LGBT+ stories and a member of the community.
Pride is always a phenomenal event to attend, the energy and atmosphere never fails to astound me. When you march alongside thousands of people like yourself it's impossible to feel alone, even if you don't know anyone. It is an event that brings many complex emotions to the surface for a lot of people. Great strides have been made for the community but you only have to turn on the news to see that we still have so very far to go.
If you asked 100 people what Pride means to them you would get 100 different answers. To me, Pride is a protest against the injustices carried out against our people but it's also a celebration, both for the movement as a whole and as individuals in our own journeys.
I hope that one day we won't need to march and tell the world that we're here, we exist and that we matter, but until then I will march with pride alongside my brothers and sisters and comrades.