Looks like I need to read the local paper more often: First Fort McMurray pride event to be held in August
(And there's also a more recent article
I was going to say "I'm surprised we even have
any kind of Pride organization". Had never even heard of it until I saw the municipal twitter refer to it today. But it turns out they're brand new as of this year, so... that would explain things.
Must admit, I did raise an eyebrow a little bit at this:Rensmaag [A member of the committee], who identifies as a member of the LGBTQ community, said she is not sure why there have not been more Pride events held in Fort McMurray in the past.
The most recently held event, called "Pride at the Pub," was celebrated in 2013 at Bailey's Pub. The gathering was marred when several individuals stole a Pride flag hung to celebrate the event and burned it in the parking lot.
Ah, yes... I wonder
why there have not been more Pride events. Such a mystery. Especially since there were so many people who wondered what all the fuss was about, and talked about that flag-burning as if the people who did it had done nothing wrong. (The stuff I heard at work the day after this happened... Well. You know.)
Anyway. This thing is happening on August 26th. That's a Saturday. That means I can definitely go, as long as it's during the day. So, I will. This isn't a "maybe".
The idea kind of terrifies me, I will admit. My biggest worry is what if somebody from work sees me
, because I'm not out at work, and if somebody found out, it could (and likely would) cause problems. But the people I work with are not the sort who would go within a kilometre of this event, so it should be okay. Plus, the square it will be held in is very close to one of my favourite cafes, as well as the main transit terminal, and I know the area very well, so... plenty of escape routes if things get weird, or if I get nervous, and admittedly getting nervous without reason is about 9000% more likely to happen than anything else.
It's embarrassing to admit that I am afraid; it's embarrassing to be
afraid. When I was in university, I was never afraid. I was in my school's pride organization; it was the first club I joined, and I went to every meeting. When my SO visited from Halifax, or when I went there, we held hands whenever we were out, and didn't give a damn who saw us. Whenever people asked about my engagement ring, I gave the plain facts about it. I don't remember ever feeling like I had to hide.
But Wolfville and Halifax are not Fort McMurray, and Nova Scotia is not Alberta. And I'm at a very different life stage now than I was at that time. So... I guess it's not entirely unreasonable to feel this way, but I'm still going to be disgruntled that I do feel it.
I wonder if Pride YMM will get permission to have the crosswalks painted like rainbows. That would be cute.