So I volunteered at the NYC pride march this June. Never have i ever gone and I am so proud of myself for being able to partake in this event. So many queer people in one place really woke my eyes to how not lonely I am. Everything from the people dancing to the music and the giant crowds. At first I thought I was going to get some sort of anxiety but I was fine. When it started raining the volunteer leaders came to scoop all the regular volunteers on the golf carts they used for transport, as the rain poured, we would scream at the crowds to go home, the march was over. Bitter sweet, but it was one of the most amazing experiences. I am closeted, and for once I felt proud of our community, of all the volunteers and the people who organize the events. I’ve struggled with a lot of stress lately and being able to get out and do something like this has really helped me alot. Has anyone else experienced something like this?