Pride: It’s Not a Parade, It’s a March

by Lindsay Church I came out of the closet in 2003, a few months after I graduated high school. Before coming out, I remember walking the halls of my high school and being taunted by football players who would hurl their favorite nicknames at me that included “butch”, “dyke”, and other creative names they would come up with that reminded me that I was different. As I came out, I was terrified of how my…