I shared a desk with you at school — and let you copy my physics homework.
Every morning I make your coffee at your favorite café.
I helped clean the whole floor when everyone else pretended they had not heard.
I am the one you sent your last thousand to for military gear — simply because you trust me.
I held the door for you when you rushed in with a hot cup in your hand.
You lent me your charger on the train.
We stood in the same line at the supermarket.
I sent you a meme, and you posted it.
You still do not know everything about me. I want to trust you, but I always hesitate — can I?
I am a lesbian. I am gay. I am a transgender person.
I am the same person I was yesterday. It is just that today I am saying more, because I trust you.
We see each other every day — in the same office, on the same floor at home, in the same barracks.
I know that you see me through my actions and my deeds.
We are not strangers, and still I keep hesitating about whether I can speak with you openly.
It matters to me to know that I can count on your support just as you can count on mine.
I want to share news with you in the same way — about my dates, family celebrations, and vacations with the person I love.
And also — to know that you are on my side. That you will not stay silent when someone insults me. That you will not walk past, pretending you do not know me.
I am the same person I was yesterday. Nothing has changed.
We have already met. It is time to know more.