John Clark

I’ve been engaged in LGBT activism for many years. I’m currently in the leadership group of Center Bi in Washington DC and TheBiCast, a podcast for the bisexual community. I do a lot of tech work for the movement and continue by helping this site.

“You May Lose This Battle, But You Will Win This War.”

Hi, my name is Shalee, and I am seventeen years of age. Biologically, I am female. Shalee is also the name I was given at birth, and I use this name 90% of the time, with the accompanying she/her pronouns. I am a proud part of the *trans community, and I identify as genderfluid.

As long as I can remember, I’ve realized that I was a bit different. But it wasn’t until I was in about 7th grade that I realized that there was a name for what I had always felt; Genderfluid.

I remember, from the age of birth until about age seven, that I always felt more masculine as opposed to feminine. I vividly recall my parents allowing me to go shirtless as a child, and I would also always wear my younger brother’s boxers.

My parents didn’t mind; They just thought I was a “tomboy.” Stranger’s always thought that my younger brother and I were twins boys, because he and I both had long hair, and wore boy’s clothing. As a child, I always neglected that atypical girl’s toys. [Read more…]

Art in support of Leelah

Hi, I’m Ellie 18 MtF. I made this piece in support of Leelah. I see stories of others and it breaks my heart to see the discrimination in this world. I am one of the lucky ones as i have received very little negative responses. I take it as a good thing, but i feel like it’s so unfair for everyone else. Why must everyone else suffer. I am support Leelah’s law, i’m trying to get the word out as much as i can. I want to do more. I want every trans person to have the positivity i receive.

Fight for Your Identity!

Mariana Blan My name is Mariana Blanco and I am a proud bisexual. Five years ago when I was 15, my parents found out thru my principal that I was bisexual. I wasn’t ready to come out, and it hurt me deeply that a school official who I thought I could trust just told my secret.

When I got home, I hope for the best you know? Maybe my parents will accept me and love me. But it was horrible, my mother told my father who just came from work and I was hiding in my room. And my dad, a huge homophobic, broke open my door and beat me. He and my mother beat me until I couldn’t speak or breath. He spat on my face, and when I was whimpering in pain, they stopped. Only to call me a disgrace and that I was a selfish person for destroying the image of the family. [Read more…]