As a non-binary and queer person it’s difficult to feel welcome in the sport I love Pinpricks of stars pierced the fading evening sky, as I looked towards the horizon that slowly absorbed the huge golden sun.
So I deliberately acted contrary to people’s expectations to stop them from making assumptions about me, like making my own elaborate and colourful costumes, but also skating and rock climbing.
I was eight when I first surfed – I got pummelled by massive waves, coming up for air only to get forced back under by the next one.
But as a non-binary and queer person, it’s difficult to feel welcome in the ocean.
My friend and I were sitting on our surfboards in Rest Bay, South Wales, while waiting for the next set of waves.
