There’s a moment at gay parties when the shirts start coming off. Not just in nightclubs, everywhere. At pre-drinks. At the afters. At a BBQ that was absolutely not advertised as “shirts optional” but somehow becomes that anyway. One minute everyone’s dressed. The next, someone has decided it’s time. And once one shirt comes off, […]
June last year I wrote a post called Pride & Legacy, a quiet tribute to the weight of the rights we carry, and the joy we now get to live out loud. I’d been reflecting on what we inherit, and what we leave behind. This feels like the next chapter of that. Because as Mardi […]
There was this one time, years ago, when my dad asked me if I was dating anyone. I said “no,” because I wasn’t. And before I could even think about what that “no” meant or how I felt about it, my mum jumped in: “Don’t be silly. Mitch will always be single. He’s too independent.” […]
Dating is weird. Dating while AuDHD is… a constant internal meeting. On one side of my brain, the ADHD is already sprinting ahead. It’s excited. It’s curious. It’s imagining future conversations, shared jokes, and at least one hypothetical scenario that absolutely does not need to exist yet. It wants momentum. Stimulation. Movement. On the other […]
When the uproar about the Pink Pony Club on Oxford Street hit my feed, I didn’t think much of it at first. Another Sydney nightlife headline, I figured. But then I started scrolling through the comments. Older gays defending the idea of men-only spaces, younger queer people calling out exclusion, and everyone in between chiming […]
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