It passed last night, and as I hugged my lesbian BFF who is now able to marry her partner and the love of her life, tears streamed down both of our cheeks as a light rain drizzled down around us.
I felt more and more like a whole person, and that I know I'll be able to be married when I finally meet the man of my dreams.
This is what progress feels like. The world is changing all around us for gay people as rapidly as ever.
It feels good.
I went out to a dance club that I frequent afterward, and as always I got a rush from the jam-packed crowd and sweaty bodies gyrating on the dance floor. I'd only had a few drinks, but strangely found myself not scanning the room looking for someone to hook up with as usual, but just enjoying the music. Even though I was aware of myself sexually it seemed quite different this time.
It was nice to dance and spin without worrying about who found me "hot" or not...