I’m tired. I’m tired of lesbian films taking place in the past, tired of not being able to enjoy a film because I know the terrible ending where someone dies or goes back to her husband is coming closer and closer. That doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy them from time to time, after all my favourite film of last year, Portrait of a Lady on Fire is a period drama. I’m just tired of that setting being the only way for me to find lesbian representation in films. Why can’t I have a Love, Simon? Why is it that lesbian love stories are always about pain and suffering? I’m tired honestly.