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RIP Tina Turner

Her passing has hit me hard.
A photo-collage of Tina Turner, showing her through different eras, wearing different outfits and hairstyles.

I'm truly heartbroken. I'm not someone who cares much for celebrities but there are three who imprinted on me when I was a kid: Buffy Sainte-Marie (on Sesame Street), Lynda Carter (Wonder Woman!) and Tina Turner, who I first saw on The Sonny & Cher Show. I thought the three of them were the most beautiful women in the world. Something about them connected with my little closeted queer soul.

Years later, when I was 15, Tina released Private Dancer. I wore that cassette tape out till I had to buy a second one, which eventually was replaced with a CD.

School for me—especially from grade 7 to 10—was utterly miserable (suicidal at 13), but when I heard Tina on this album (and every subsequent one), I stopped feeling alone. Her music was forever something I could go to when feeling low.

Her passing has really hit me in a way I didn't expect. Thank you Tina, rest in peace.

Tina Turner circa 1970
Tina Turner circa 1985
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