In the Sex Positive workshop the URA hosted today, one of the anonymous cards said:
Why do I still daydream about white picket fences, even knowing I do not fit, and feel bad about it. As with most of our cultural identities, the hyphen seems to define us in queerness as well. I still long for that image of a home and family. A kid. Marriage, even
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