Growing up as a member of the LGBTQ community in a world that is becoming more accepting is a complicated experience. Born and raised in Colorado, I am grateful to live in a place where diversity is more accepted than in others. Even so, I have often felt that my identity was treated as taboo, obscene, or unserious. Being a bisexual young woman, I noticed how people's behavior changed depending on who I brought home. When it was boys, people recognized and respected the relationship without question. I never worried about how others would respond when mentioning him in conversation. When it was girls, however, I observed a clear shift. As a traditionally feminine-presenting, cisgender woman, people were often surprised when I referred to my partner as my “girlfriend.” Even after months of being in an obvious romantic relationship, we were frequently dismissed as close friends. While I felt proud of my identity, I couldn’t help but feel extremely anxious about mentioning my partner to new people or even my older family members.
One of the most significant challenges I faced because of my identity occurred during my senior year of high school, when my girlfriend and I ran for homecoming royalty. In previous years, winners were limited to one male and one female only, usually the most popular senior couple. That year, being on the student council cabinet, I had a voice in how the election would be run. After weeks of advocacy, we succeeded in changing the rules to allow same-sex couples to participate. We began our campaign excitedly, and to our surprise, we won, making us the first same-sex homecoming royalty in our school’s history.
For a brief moment, I was elated. That feeling was quickly shot down when we returned to the student section and were met with harsh criticism from some peers. A popular girl and her boyfriend, who had dominated the underclassman court the past three years, had strong opinions about losing to us. Their friends called us slurs, accused us of tampering with the results, and insulted our appearances–continuing well after that night. Hearing this language from people I once considered friends was deeply painful. Over time, however, I realized the irony that those who led a religious club and preached kindness online had completely compromised their “values” over plastic crowns and a sash. Though the experience was upsetting, it revealed the homophobia that still exists in our culture and strengthened my motivation to rewrite the narrative surrounding it.
I believe the media has more influence on society’s perspectives than we give it credit for, which is why I chose to study communications. I want to help move society toward greater acceptance for people of diverse identities. I am studying journalism and communications at the University of Oregon because I am passionate about storytelling and amplifying voices that are often overlooked. My dream is to work in the media industry and contribute to more consistent, accurate, and meaningful representation of LGBTQ individuals.
In my lifetime, I want to see a world where love in all forms is accepted without hesitation. I want LGBTQ youth to receive the same education, representation, and affirmation as their heterosexual or cisgender counterparts.This starts with exposure, making the press a key factor to shifting people’s views over time. While society has made notable progress toward LGBTQ normalization, there is still work to be done. I hope my contributions help create a world where LGBTQ people are not only silently accepted, but loved and celebrated.