06/02/2026
With the start of Pride Month here, I wanted to take a moment to celebrate what an amazing day Charles County Pride 2026 was!
I've been dealing with some online bullying since my post about vending at Pride. I don't want to give the haters the attention they so desperately want, and I wasn't going to post anything... but I want to bring attention to the love that showed up to drown out the hate instead.
Within minutes, friends and clients were already flooding the comments with love. Not because they had to, but because they care about me, believe in what I do, and wanted me to know I wasn't standing alone.
At Pride, people went out of their way to stop by the booth and tell me they were proud of me. Other vendors came over to congratulate me on finally joining them with a booth of my own after talking about it for years.
I don't really know what to do or what to say when someone tells me they're proud of me, but hearing it over and over throughout the day meant more than I can put into words.
It's easy to let a few negative voices take up too much space in your head. Charles County Pride reminded me that those voices are not the majority.
I'm proud to be from Southern Maryland, and I refuse to hide that I am here and q***r. Being q***r is just as much a part of who I am as living on the Potomac is.
What I saw at Pride was a community full of kindness, acceptance, support, and love.
I won't be leaving.
On a lighter note, I was asked if I would “do a wedding” (bringing a pet to and from the ceremony and possibly boarding or housesitting while they're on their honeymoon…) I said absolutely! If that actually happens, I'll be sure to post about it.
Thank you again to everyone who stopped by the booth, met my fosters, or simply complimented my rainbow hair. Days like this remind me why I do what I do, and why I do it openly.
Of course, I didn't take nearly enough photos, but I spent the day talking about my passions, my work, and all the animals who have been part of this journey.
And a huge shout out to my mom, Nena, for waking up at the crack of dawn to help me. I couldn't have held down the fort (or the tent, which tried very hard to blow away in the wind) without you, Mom. And I'm sorry your head personally tested the structural integrity of the tent more than once.
Q***r visibility can be uncomfortable at times. Sometimes it can be dangerous. But it's so, so necessary. Because somewhere right now in Charles County, there is a kid being told they don't belong. A kid who doesn't see people like them in their community. A kid who needs to know they are entitled to build a life and thrive out here in rural Southern Maryland too.
Happy Pride Month, y’all 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️✌🏻