Celebrating Our Full Selves in Trump’s America

Here we are, February 2025. Black History Month arrives in the thick of another Trump presidency — a reality that is both exhausting and familiar. We’ve been here before. We’ve fought through before. And yet, as always, we celebrate. Not because it’s easy, but because it’s necessary.

For Black queer folks like me, this month is more than a reflection on the past — it’s a radical act of survival and self-love. In a time when our very existence is being challenged at every level, to celebrate, to shine, to take up space is an act of defiance. And I plan to celebrate in all my fullness.

The Power of Black Joy & Resistance

Black history isn’t just about what we’ve endured — it’s about how we’ve thrived. It’s about James Baldwin writing truth to power. About Marsha P. Johnson and Miss Major fighting for liberation. About gospel choirs that turned pain into praise. About ballroom houses where we crafted families when the world turned us away. It’s about the fact that, despite every attempt to erase us, we are still here.

In 2025, the fight for Black freedom is as urgent as ever. Policies are being rolled back, history is being rewritten, and our communities are being pushed to the margins. But the thing about us? We don’t disappear. We organize. We create. We love. We resist.

Celebrating Our Full Selves

This Black History Month, I refuse to shrink. I refuse to let anyone tell me that my queerness, my faith, my Blackness can’t coexist. We have been here, living in our truth, long before they tried to legislate us out of existence, and we will be here long after.

Moving Forward

Black History Month is about reclaiming our power. It’s about making sure the stories of people like us—Black, queer, faithful, bold—are never erased.

So in February 2025, I am celebrating. I am marching. I am loving. I am existing in my fullest, Blackest, most unapologetic self. And that, in itself, is revolutionary.