They asked me to stand with them. “In solidarity,” they said.
They asked me to deviate from the norm, from my norm. “It’s exciting,” they said.
They insisted that it would be fun. “It’s your favorite color,” they said.
“You’ll love it,” they said.
And then one day, I did it.
I painted my toenails blue. For solidarity, for different, for fun.
And they were right.