My Black Love Letter

by Cass

Hello my Love, 

I hope this finds you well. So here we are in Black History month. How you doing so far? I have been thinking about you. February, hmm, the month of love. Funny we put love and the acknowledgement of Black contributions and the struggle of the Black people in the same month. But I can see the power in that.

Black love has endured pain, suffering, and hell even denial. Being LGBTQIA2S+ in the Black community is still fucking hard.

I know the struggle of how to love your broken self, to know that you deserve to be loved, to be seen in your flaws and your finesse. But Black love has sustained the test of time. Guess what? You have family. They may not all look like you, but they love you. The CSPC wants you to know that you truly are a beautiful member of our family. LOL, sounds like a cult.

Well kind of sort of. We got Community, we are United in our belief that everyone should be able to be themselves, we are Loving , and we are a Team. Everyone is welcomed. I know during this month the internal struggle is real. It took me a long time to be able to see my beautiful Black self, and it took even longer to be honest about my sexuality.

When I found the CSPC I found my diverse family.

I found a listening ear, a safe space to explore and learn about myself. The CSPC was created by the people, for the people. The Center has been and always will be a safe space, not just February but all year. We hope you know how much we care about you. I am so happy to have my family at the CSPC, and I hope you continue to be a part of this family. 

Love, 

Cass