Joseph (the Genesis one) was a simpering nelly queen who didn’t please his more masculine brothers.
Imagine his delight and surprise when he dad gave him a beautiful gown of so many bright colors.
The only other place in scripture where the word for this kind of gown is used is when its a princess dress.
So as a trans person I imagine his doting but supportive dad buying him his first pretty dress.
He danced and spun around, and delighted in his new dress.
He wore it everywhere, probably afraid that the fantasy would end if he took it off.
It speaks to my own trans story.
I once got a pair of heels that I wore every day, my feet be damned, because they brought me such joy.
I know the trolls will come for me and call it blasphemy, but I love seeing my own queer story reflected in the Bible.
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I came back to thank you. I reread the story. Why did Joseph have to suffer? He learned humility, and how to carry himself and serve, in order to govern justly, wisely, and humbly. It also spoke to me on certain things for my own reasons.
I believe the cloak or tunic was par for how men dressed back then, except his was richly colored. I don’t know about everything else, because it’s not mentioned. Whether he was lgbtq+ or cishet isn’t really the point of the story, imo. The takeaway for me is he was authentic, stood in his authenticity, and his own brothers betrayed him in a cruel manner that caused years of suffering. They thought he was fake because he spoke his mind, then showed their own fakery, and caused him years of suffering for no reason other than his light shone on their shadows. But God saw his faithfulness, despite years of slavery, and raised him up to a place of power, and he still remained kind and just, and didn’t try to get even, when he reunited with his family. He didn’t say he was better or worse, he didn’t seek revenge, he just stayed faithful.