We Are the Youth is a photographic journalism project chronicling the individual stories of lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender youth in the United States. Through photographic portraits and "as told to" interviews in the participants' own voices, We Are the Youth captures the incredible diversity and uniqueness among the LGBT youth population. We Are the Youth addresses the lack of visibility of LGBT young people by providing a space to share stories in an honest and respectful way. Below is the story of Anna, age 19, from Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
Portraits of Anna and other We Are the Youth participants are currently on display at the Leslie-Lohman Museum of Gay and Lesbian Art in New York until June 22. To celebrate this exhibit, we've been sharing all their profiles on The Huffington Post. This is the final profile.
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When I was little I wanted to be a boy, and I would call myself Sam. I'd go to Sunday school and people would be like, "Is that a little boy or a little girl?" My mom would be like, "Why does it matter?"
My older sister Genny told me, "Mom and Dad didn't think you'd be a lesbian. They thought you were going to be transgender."
As I got older I realized I was comfortable being a female. And researching the gay community, I realized what I was feeling was the butchness of being a lesbian. I like short hair and hate dresses. It's more of a masculine appearance than a masculine action. If I'm anything, I'm a soft butch. It's more common here for lesbians to be more feminine. I don't know if it's societal or what.
I never try to do anything just to be weird or individual, but people have come up to me and told me I'm brave for dyeing my hair. I'm like, "Soldiers are brave. Firefighters are brave. I just dye my hair funny colors." But so many people are scared to do strange things with their appearances.
I started dyeing my hair when I went to high school at the Alabama School of Fine Arts (AFSA). I felt so pent-up at middle school. It was all a football culture, and everyone was wearing Abercrombie. It was like if I went to the University of Alabama but it didn't have the small, artsy community to be part of.
I had wanted to be out in middle school, but I was scared, because when my girlfriend Brittany first came out, teachers had to walk her to class. Brittany and I dated for like, a month, but I wanted to keep it a secret. I started hearing rumors about us and got ticked about it and broke up with her.
But my high school was such an open place. It was easy to be out. You were seen as uncool if you were discriminatory to gay people, or if you were really religious. Anything seen as cool in Alabama is seen as weird at ASFA. It was awesome.
When I started high school, I was 14 and shouting that I was a lesbian from the rooftop. I became the big lesbian on campus and the big activist. I helped found the school's gay-straight alliance and started my school's participation in National Day of Silence.
I realized I was gay when I was in fourth grade. I had seen a music video for the band t.A.T.u. I looked them up on the Internet, and it was the first time I had seen the word "lesbian." Then I went to a Girl Scout sleepover at the Birmingham Museum of Art, and I had t.A.T.u. written on my hand, because I thought writing on my knuckles was really cool. This girl said she really liked them. Then I started staring at her all night. I realized, "I don't just want to be friends with her. I think I have a crush on her. I think I'm gay." People say that t.A.T.u. are fake lesbians, but, hey, they helped a lot of people!
I came out to my parents and my sister when I was 13 and they have been incredibly supportive. My mom is very active in the community, and she went to PFLAG meetings. My dad wants to be more of an activist than me. He goes off on anyone who says anything anti-gay. My parents are liberal for Alabama. They met on a Democratic political campaign.
I'm part of the Alabama Safe Schools Coalition. So coming to the University of Alabama, everyone kind of expected me to take a leadership role. And I'm like, "I just got here. Chill." But I've found gay people very quickly. I marched in the homecoming parade with the gay group, Spectrum. We were holding hands so we wouldn't get separated, and someone wrote a letter to the school paper saying, "I'm a fan of free speech, but I don't want to see guys kissing and holding hands." And no one was kissing! You can't kiss and walk at the same time.
But the environment here is surprisingly all right. I haven't walked around holding a girl's hand yet, but I've had my "Legalize Gay" shirt on. I know there are homophobes because I hear about them. I think it's a generally accepting campus.
I'm excited to be here and take courses that will help me have a career in zoo education. My mom forced me to volunteer somewhere in high school, since I spent all summer watching TV. My friend volunteered at the zoo, then quit. And I ended up volunteering there for five years. I love pretty much any animal, except sharks.
When I was in high school, usually when I was with a large group of people my age, we were there to talk about diversity. It was nice that at the zoo, instead of talking about how different we are and how much we loved each other, we were there to talk about the animals.
So many people in my senior class of high school had this drive to get out of Alabama. But I feel like if all the liberal-minded people leave, it's a haven for bigotry. But I don't know if I'll stay in-state after I graduate from college. I want to work in zoo education, and when it comes down to what I want to do, the Montgomery or Birmingham zoos are my only options. Surprisingly, my dream zoo is in San Francisco.
Photo by Laurel Golio, taken in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, 2010.