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The Colors of Me

It's beautiful to just be 'you'

By Haseeb TariqPublished 9 months ago 3 min read
The Colors of Me
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In a quiet town of Epherin, nested a home that whispered serenity, a home that sheltered a young person christened as Robin. Robin was a wonder, possessing charcoal-colored hair, eyes that shimmered turquoise in daylight, and a voice which had the power to summon a world of emotions.

As the only child, they were the center of the universe to two, exceptionally loving, open-minded parents. But Robin’s reality was beginning to shape in paving colors that weren't understood by many; they were unfolding a truth, about their own gender identity and sexuality.

It was a typical day in high school when Robin, a 17-year-old, caught the first glimpse of this truth. Amidst the monotony of the droning physics lesson, their eyes met the vibrant and enchanting eyes of Alex, the new student with a laugh that seemed to capture every soul. Something fluttered within Robin at that moment, an unexplored feeling of attraction.

It was not Alex’s charming appearance that caused the stirring. It was something deeper, something uncharted; it was an attraction towards a person, regardless of the gender. The veil of ambiguity around Robin's identity began to rustle with this realization.

The next night, Robin lay completely alert, gazing at the moon, consumed by a whirlpool of contemplations. They were hooked to comprehend the reason why they couldn't squeeze into the cases of 'male' or 'female', 'gay' or 'straight'. The understanding they had of their own identity felt ambiguous. Their visions were clouded with fear of being tagged ‘different’, ‘weird’, or being isolated for being their authentic self.

The outer world was still oblivious to the storm brewing inside Robin. The struggle was a silent one, bound within the four walls of their heart. The phrase, "I am different" echoed quietly in their mind.

Robin tried to understand these feelings better, find a name for it, find others like them. Their attention was captured by an online LGBTQ+ forum. The countless stories were a revelation. They discovered terms like 'Bisexual' and 'Genderqueer'. Somehow, these terms fit. The realization sank that they were not alone. There was a whole community, an entire world out there, who were on the same journey as them.

Grappling with their new identity and feelings, Robin felt a desperate need for a confidante, a heart-to-heart conversation. On an ordinary Sunday afternoon, they decided to share their revelation with their parents. The room trembled with silence as they voiced the words, “I think I might be bisexual and genderqueer.”

They expected panic, confusion, or, perhaps, denial. But instead, there was tranquility and acceptance. Their parents gently enveloped them in a warm hug and uttered, “We love you, no matter what. Do not let the world tell you who you need to be.” Robin felt a mountain of fear and anxiety crumble down into a valley of acceptance and love.

In the following weeks, Robin slowly came out to close friends. The response was mixed. Some exhibited the kindness and warmth of understanding, while others responded with confusion or distance.

Robin was hurt, but they understood. They held their head high and continued to embrace their identity.

With a newfound resolve, they attended their first Pride Parade. Here, enveloped by a sea of colors, love and acceptance, being 'different' wasn't the odd one out, it was the norm. The joy, liberation, and sense of belonging etched a permanent memory. And it was here that Robin embraced Alex whole-heartedly, stepping into their first romantic involvement outside the traditional brackets of gender or sexuality.

The road to acceptance was a tumultuous one. But Robin was learning that it wasn't about fitting in, it was about being authentic. They discovered the liberating truth of self-love and acceptance, learning that colors of the heart didn't need definitions. And love, really, had no boundaries.

Robin’s story is a journey of self-understanding, love, acceptance, and an open defiance to the concrete walls of stereotypical norms. It's a symphony that sings itself to anyone out there who might be wading through the challenging tide of acceptance of their unique identity, reminding them that it's okay, it's beautiful to just be 'you'.

Young Adult

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