Culture
PRIDE and a More Inclusive Armenian Future
This year I had the privilege of celebrating Pride for the first time since coming out as queer.
Pride has not always been a joyful season for me. I recall attending other Pride events, scheduled each year for the last weekend of June, and feeling stifled by an acute sense of shame, in stark contrast to the dancing, music and endless rainbows that color the festivities. I was not ready to rejoice unapologetically in my queerness, and Pride made my own lack of it impossible to ignore.




As an autistic neopagan Armenian I kind of get what it’s like to be on the fringes of the Armenian identity, although I haven’t really had a lot of outright hostility aimed at me. But I feel a sort of kinship with LGBT Armenians.
All of us “darorinak”s need allies
We only live once. Enjoy your life not worrying about others.