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Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my presence in the community as a person of color. I have gay friends who are genuinely kind people, and I’m often the person they come to when they need support. But sometimes it feels like I exist only in the background of their lives. They rarely post pictures with me or acknowledge me publicly, and when we go out together, especially to gay clubs, I feel invisible.

I watch them get approached, desired and noticed. At the same time, people look right through me as if I’m not even there. After a while, it starts to wear you down. It makes you question yourself in ways you never wanted to.

I’ve never really had love interests. The only people who seem interested in me often approach me through strange fetishes or stereotypes, rather than seeing me as a whole person. And honestly, that hurts more than being alone sometimes.

What’s hardest is that I know I have so much to offer. I’m kind. I care deeply about people. I work hard, I’ve built a good life for myself, and I try to show up with love and authenticity. Yet I still find myself wondering: what is so wrong with me that no one truly sees me?

I look around and see other people who don’t fit the so-called “ideal” gay body stereotype, yet they are loved openly and desired fully. And I can’t help but wonder why I always feel left behind. Why does it seem so easy for others to be chosen, while I remain unseen?

Sometimes my mind goes to painful places. I wonder if things would be different if I were “hot enough,” if my skin were lighter, if I didn’t have ethnic features. Would people finally love me then? Would the loneliness stop? Would the pain finally go away?

I’ve been alone for so long that part of me is starting to give up hope. Not because I don’t believe I’m worthy of love, but because constantly feeling unseen makes you question whether love was ever meant for you in the first place.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my presence in the community as a person of color. I have gay friends who are genuinely kind people, and I’m often the person they come to when they need support. But sometimes it feels like I exist only in the background of their lives. They rarely post pictures with me or acknowledge me publicly, and when we go out together, especially to gay clubs, I feel invisible.

I watch them get approached, desired and noticed, while people look right through me as if I’m not even there. After a while, it starts to wear you down. It makes you question yourself in ways you never wanted to.

I’ve never really had love interests. The only people who seem interested in me often approach me through strange fetishes or stereotypes, rather than seeing me as a whole person. And honestly, that hurts more than being alone sometimes.

What’s hardest is that I know I have so much to offer. I’m kind. I care deeply about people. I work hard, I’ve built a good life for myself, and I try to show up with love and authenticity. Yet I still find myself wondering: what is so wrong with me that no one truly sees me?

I look around and see other people who don’t fit the so-called “ideal” gay body stereotype, yet they are loved openly and desired fully. And I can’t help but wonder why I always feel left behind. Why does it seem so easy for others to be chosen, while I remain unseen?

Sometimes my mind goes to painful places. I wonder if things would be different if I were “hot enough,” if my skin were lighter, if I didn’t have ethnic features. Would people finally love me then? Would the loneliness stop? Would the pain finally go away?

I’ve been alone for so long that part of me is starting to give up hope. Not because I don’t believe I’m worthy of love, but because constantly feeling unseen makes you question whether love was ever meant for you in the first place.