Saturday, July 31, 2010

Gay rights








I AM




  • I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag every day.
  • I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
  • I am the guy that lives on the streets because I am scared to go home.
  • I am the prostitute working the streets because I can't find anybody who will hire a transsexual woman.
  • I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
  • We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
  • I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
  • I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
  • I am the Christian that can’t find a pastor to marry me to a woman in the eyes of God.
  • I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
  • I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
  • I am the child that dreams of seeing my mum again. The courts won’t let me because she lives with another woman.
  • I am the man who fears that I will never be able to be myself, to be free of this secret because I won’t risk loosing my family and friends.
  • We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
  • I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
  • I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
  • I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
  • I am the brother that gets called a fag just because my brother isn’t ashamed of who he is.
  • I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
  • I am the girl that was raped behind my school because some stranger wanted to teach me to be a “real woman”.
  • I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
  • I am the guy down the street that can’t get a disability pension because my partner is a man.
  • I am the woman who died when the paramedics stopped treating me because they found out I didn't have a female body.
  • I am the man that is afraid of losing his job, for expressing his true identity.
  • I am the mother that sees my son come home from school every day in tears because the other kids call him a girl.
  • I am the celebrity that wishes I could tell the would who I am, but I'm too scared.
  • I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
  • I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
  • I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don’t believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
  • I am the Youth Worker that sees hundreds of kids thrown out of home because they were honest with their families.
  • I am the girl that struggles to get up in the morning because school is so cruel to me.
  • I am the footballer scared to come out because I might lose my contract.
  • I am the boy that always wanted a Barbie, but no one would let me have one.
  • I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: love.
  • I am the woman that wants to join the army, but my family wont let me because I would look like a dyke.
  • I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I’m a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
  • I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson”.
  • I am the bisexual whose friends don't want her to go to a movie with them because there'll be a homophobe there, and they don't want him to get mad at them for inviting me.
  • I am the girl who can't hang out with girls because they assume that if I'm nice to them I have a crush on them.
  • I am the teenager who doesn't tell my mother the truth in fear she'll tell my homophobic father.
  • I am the bisexual who does not tell her parents for fear of being shunned for what I am.
  • I am the woman now 50 who vowed at 13 never to hide the fact I am bisexual
  • I am the woman who learned the true meaning of love and commitment from a couple together for more than 40 years I called them both Uncle
  • I am the man who lost his family, because my mother's devotion to her religion was stronger than her maternal love for her son.
  • I am a woman who lost her family, because they simply couldn't accept, that I am bisexual and I have as the same rights to be happy as everyone has.
  • We are all around you.
  • We are the millions that want the hate to end.
The truth in this list
            For many members in the GLBTQ community this is not only true but is frighteningly true. So much of this alone applies just to me, a bisexual woman who can’t tell her family because I know they would hate me just for being interested in both sexes because I don’t have an option of making a choice that doesn’t involve the sexuality I was born into. Like many others I don’t choose my sexuality, it fell into my lap and hasn’t changed since I discovered it at the age of 12. I don’t think I would change it or have it “cured” even if it was a choice, even if it could go away like so many homophobes think it can. Even with some of the people I do come out as bisexual to will laugh in my face thanks to all of the teenage girls right now that decide to say their bisexual to look cool instead of saying it because they really are (this also gains me a little crap also in the GLBTQ community because not even we know who to take seriously anymore).
            Truth is we all need to be a lot different than everyone around us. We all need to like something different and be something different than everyone else so we don’t all come out of the same cookie cutter mold that Abrahamic religions and much of society in the US thinks we should. We’re all different from each other and we all have different journeys while we were coming out of the closet. Some of us have excellent experiences coming out: we loose none of our friends, our families still love us and support us no matter what gender we choose to love (or what gender we feel we should be despite the fact our biology doesn’t agree), we can always talk to our families about things that are going on at school with other students.
Unfortunately some of us also have really bad experiences. Some of us go through what I did (and in a way still am as I continue pushing through life): our families are unsupportive and homophobic which causes us to loose our families (and possibly homes if we still live with them) when and if we choose to tell them, we loose the majority of our friends because they refuse to be seen with a GLBTQ person in public if at all, other students call out names like fag/faggot/tresbian. There seems to be no getting away from bad once it happens. People like Matthew Shepard and Lawrence King are beaten or killed because of their sexuality. These killings are never isolated, either. It’s happening all the time because someone doesn’t want to accept something about someone else no matter what it is: sexuality, race, gender, hair color, religion, ect. With all of the hate which continues to happen we all need to work on ending hate and joining together in the love every person deserves.

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