I don't know. That was just the first time I was told with complete sincerity to me specifically that what I am and who I am is wonderful. That someone is glad that I allow myself to be expressed in the way that I do. That all of the fighting against mocking and oppression and harassment is worth it because it will just mean that much more when I'm in a space that is no longer like this. That I am admired for my strength. That I don't deserve the treatment I am put through, and that there is someone who will stand up for me and allow me to talk about it. To tell me that I don't deserve to be afraid in the way that I have to be.

You know you hit the peak of being an ally when your feed thinks you're queer