Jean Illyria pens a heartfelt letter to her closeted self, sharing the personal struggles she has had to overcome to become who she truly is.
Tag: Open letter
Getting married to the “one” is more than words can ever describe.
But here’s the plot twist; I am afraid to tell my family that I am getting married.
Dear Straight People, Representing my LGBT organisation recently at a family-themed, community event organised by the National Youth Council, I was faced with some members of the audience who referred to homosexuality as a “brokenness”, claimed a gay couple is “not a family”, & that LGBT people are “broken”. Despite being a visible member of
Dear Straight People, It feels strange to call you ‘Straight People’, because you are so much more than your sexual orientation. You are grandfathers, mothers, nephews, teachers, fire fighters, bartenders, stamp collectors, knitting enthusiasts, and lovers of curry laksa. Sexual orientation is a vital part of who we are, but it’s only one part. In
Dear Basic Gay Influenzas, I don’t hate you for your unrelated captions and pretentious quotes. Nor do I have an issue with your narcissistic selfies and OOTDs. Because to be fair, influenzas aren’t the only ones who engage in such frivolous behaviour. It’s just one of those millennial things that millennials do – influenza or
Dear you, You don’t like Pink Dot. We understand that. Nobody expects you to like something against your will. So don’t come. But you do. And you come not merely to observe, but with the intention to cause trouble. You bring your friends. You sing hymns at the perimeter of Hong Lim Park one day