lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
Does being an LGBTQ+ make you a better philosopher?
A friend from my Peace Corps days recently emailed me: So I’m thinking my next self improvement project is wrapping my mind around the study of philosophy. Having degrees in economics and political science, I was exposed to philosophical principles but didn’t pay much attention to them. I was too busy drinking and chasing women at the time. No regrets. Nonetheless, I look to you for sage advice on where and how to begin my study. I’m sitting at a bar thinking how I should finally read John Rawls A Theory of Justice which has came up often in poli sci discussions and seems like something I should start on as I care about being a principled human.
By Buck Hardcastle6 years ago in Humans
My life as an asexual
So, let’s pretend there was a girl who never connected well with people. Middle school sucked, as middle school always does. Friends came, went, and changed. Boys weren’t very interesting, but maybe she was just a “late bloomer.” High school also sucked, but more for the stress of school work than personal relationships. Boys still weren’t great. Some of them were starting to fill out, but they were still all so …immature. Not worth her time. Girls were ok to hang out with, but she didn’t really see herself as being ‘into’ them. Her friends liked to joke that she was “the straightest in the group,” but that always felt somewhat off.
By Grace Tackett6 years ago in Humans
Transgender People are Human too.
When I was in high school I lived next to a transgendered person. That person had no choice to become who she was. While growing up he changed into her. Something that can happen naturally in the grand scheme of things. I did not care so many years ago, but others did very much even to the point of threats of getting shot outside of her own house. This was in the 1980s and we have changed a lot since then, but we have a long way to go.
By Anthony Beaver6 years ago in Humans
Trans-morgrification
"Trans what?" you might be asking the screen currently in front of you. Allow me to explain. By definition, in the Cambridge Dictionary, transmogrification is "the act or process of changing or being changed completely." I'd also wager to guess that you noticed how 'trans' is separated with a hyphen from the rest of the word. "Is he using a word that begins with 'trans' that is relevant to his New Year's resolutions because it has something to do with being transgender?" You got me. Somehow I knew my brilliant, and totally not overused, play on words wouldn't pass over your heads. Now that you have easily deducted what my fresh start will be centered around, allow me to regale you with a story of how I got to this point.
By Jack Oliver Plumer6 years ago in Humans
Home From Break
Ezra walks towards the park. The familiar monkey bars and slides, filling him with joy from his childhood. He just got back from University. On the first holiday break of University. He didn’t tell anyone that he was coming back—but got an overwhelming amount of texts, anyway. He hasn’t replied though.
By Kira Petty6 years ago in Humans
Winter...
Winter never was my favorite season, I mean sure there's Christmas and all the family time but winter never sat right with me. They say that the change of the seasons can bring on depression, seasonal depression disorder or whatever it's called. For me, the winter is more like a frozen hug. It's like you're wrapped in somebody's arms but rather than being provided warmth it freezes you to your core. The cold icy fingers of winter had their grasp on me and I could feel myself turning colder. Winter is one of those seasons that seems to drag by so slowly, but also will drag you if you're being too slow. The time before the holidays can go one of two ways, you either are done shopping and everything drags until Christmas day or you haven't shopped at all and suddenly you wake up and it's Christmas eve. After the holidays and into the new year is a whirlwind, January typically flies by quickly but the rest of the months slow down as winter creeps to an end in March. The only thing winter had to offer me was you.
By Savannah Huntsman6 years ago in Humans
A Guide to LGBTQA Identifications
Unless you have been living under a rock since the 1960s, you are at least vaguely aware of the LGBTQA+ Community and have probably heard endless terms that you have no clue the meaning of. It is hard to understand a community when you can't even understand what they are talking about in the first place, so here is a list of the most common and basic identifications in the LGBTQA+ Community.
By Shiloh Madison6 years ago in Humans
Dating Life of an Asexual
I just want to start this off by saying I am no were near the type to just go off and date people. I literally take so long to feel anything for someone, I long ago just said Fuck It. Now a days, I have friends who care about my dating life and the fact that I could be seen as lonely. I find it terribly odd, as I am 26, and I've been alone just as long. Long story short, to soothe them, and entertain myself, I have signed up for Bumble and Tinder.
By Jessica Porter6 years ago in Humans
Flowers for Cigarettes
The past has got a way of creeping up on you. And that's fine if your past is all dandelions and sunshine, but my life’s been a barefoot race across broken glass and used needles. I’m tellin’ you, just when I thought I’d reached that finish line, it all came crashin’ down on me – Bam! A steel door right in my fucking face. Now, I gotta be dragged back through it all over again. And I mean literally fucking dragged back through all that broken glass and shit. I don’t know. You get into enough fucked up situations, it’s bound to smack you in the ass once you think you’ve buried it deeper than ash and bone.
By Melissa Rose6 years ago in Humans
Breaking Free
Hiding is something I was always good at, whether it was the silly game we play as children or pretending I wasn't uncomfortable by the man that was molesting me for years. Hiding was my normal, until the day I moved out from my toxic household and found myself, my confidence and became a better me.
By Carolina A. Ortiz6 years ago in Humans
