I realized today that I never fully appreciated Pride in years past. I knew it was important to the queers and I support the queers so I supported Pride - but I couldn't feel it.
This year I finally learned to see how shame has informed and corrupted almost every part of my life. I've become public and vocal about my shame and my struggles, and that spell has been broken for me a bit.
Pride is a celebration of exactly that, for queers.