By Dylan Rackley Pride Month is ending, and the streets are quieter now. The glitter is already a memory. The flags are starting to come down from the lamp posts, one cable tie at a time. And I am sitting with what's left after the noise — which is, if I'm honest, the only part that ever really mattered. Because it was never about the noise. It was about a young person catching their own reflection in a shop window mid-march and, for one full second, not flinching. It was about a mother...

Why I choose to carry the emotional load of kindness in a world that does not always deserve it By Dylan Rackley I want to tell you about the thing nobody sees. You see me smile at the barista who calls me "mate" in that pointed way. You see me calmly correct someone who uses the wrong name. You see me nod through a meeting where I am the only queer person in the room and someone says something careless. You see me answer the same question I have answered a thousand times before — patiently,...

Why I chose joy, empathy and open arms as my revolution By Dylan Rackley I have spent over two decades doing LGBTIQA+ community work. In that time I have seen a lot of anger. I have felt a lot of it too. The anger is real. It is valid. Every queer and trans person who has been turned away, talked over, denied care or made to feel small has every right to that fire in their chest. But somewhere along the way I made a choice. I chose joy as my revolution. That does not mean I stopped fighting....