Trent Willis
Founder + CEO + Gay


  This post is going to be REALLY gay.  Ridiculously stereotypically gay.  Like rainbows, unicorns, equality stickers, RuPaul, the belief that love is love and that Roy Moore is an asshole, walking down Castro Street during San Francisco Pride in size 13 heels, hosting an Oscar party in your early teens, doing Halloween in New Orleans because you know that’s the only way to do it right, recognizing and appreciating the struggles, discriminations, hatred, isolation, and pain the LGBTQ community has faced, does face, and will continue to face everyday, understanding that the closet kills people, costs people their jobs, their families, and leave them feeling hopeless and unloved, gayer than Divas LIVE 1999 (for the uninitiated that lineup included CHER, TINA F’N TURNER, WHITNEY HOUSTON, BRANDY, AND ELTON JOHN.  FYI:  Tina Turner called Elton John an ‘old bitch’ which is the harshest thing you can say to a gay man of advancing years), gayer than
this incident, or this one (okay, nothing is gayer than that one), drinking a cosmo while debating who among your friends is the Carrie (none of them, they are all Miranda, own it), describing Grindr as being “umm, it’s kind of like Facebook,” two words:  BOTTOMLESS.  MIMOSAS., wearing a shirt that says ‘World’s Best Guncle,” recognizing the joy of a pedicure, REALLY love your mom, quoting every word of Steel Magnolias level gay, hooking up with closeted hipster musicians because they sang an amazing version of Purple Rain with their dad that time level, taking care of your eyebrows, believing that “Y’all Means ALL,” knowing the difference between work and WERQ, respecting your nightly skincare regimen, knowing exactly how you felt on June 25, 2015, when the Supreme Court legalized marriage equality from sea to got-damn sea and the White House turned all the colors of the rainbow, this videoLITERALLY ALL OF THESE EVENTS YOU SHOULD SUPPORT DURING ROCKET CITY PRIDE THIS YEAR,  and being moved to tears when you read these words:

“No union is more profound than marriage, for it embodies the highest ideals of love, fidelity, devotion, sacrifice, and family.  In forming a marital union, two people become something greater than they once were.

Their hope is not to be condemned to live in loneliness, excluded from one of civilization’s oldest institutions.  They ask for equal dignity in the eyes of the law.

The constitution grants them that right.”





So yeah, words are hard, especially when you have a lot to say and aren’t exactly sure where to begin and you have four decades of material to choose from – but yeah, at least you’ve been prepared.


I’ll find my words this week not just in celebration of Pride Month, but also in personal celebration of me finding love and not being afraid of it, not being ashamed or afraid of who I am or the journeys I’ve taken, and, for probably the first time ever, just not giving one damn what anyone else thinks.


If you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?  Can I get an amen?