I'm incredibly disappointed.
So I was getting ready to leave from work. Two coworkers A, B, and I were standing near the timeclock.
B and I were talking about how a guest we had in the store thought I was a skinhead due to my haircut.
A laughs and says, "Oh, I just thought you were bi!"
B is shocked. She says, "A! That's not funny. If you said that to me I'd kick you in the teeth."
Now I'M schocked. I say, "B! I AM bi!"
B looks at me incredulously, "Really? I think that's disgusting. I mean, to each their own, but I find that disgusting. That's really disgusting."
A tries to backpedal, "Oh, I was just kidding! I don't even know you, Liz! I was just... I didn't mean to.."
I just said, "Awesome. I'm going home."
I've known B for two years. I thought we were friends. Now I know why some people wear their sexuality on their sleeves. They can avoid this kind of hurt. This is most certainly the end of a friendship.
Why should I be friends with someone who finds me disgusting? So disgusting, in fact, that if someone to insinuate that she was like me she would physically assault them. Who finds who I love disgusting? It's something about myself I can't change! It's an integral part of who I am. I'm so hurt.
If I said to B, "Oh, wow, you're black? I mean, to each their own, but that's really disgusting..." I would be instantly rebuked by everyone around me! But B says this sort of cruel thing to me and nobody says a goddamn thing.
My Mom tries to make me see it in another way. Like, maybe B has never known a bi person before or some shit. She says I can't expect everyone to be accepting. I know that. I also know that I don't have any more room in my heart for people like B. I've got enough of that from my family. My father who calls me "aberrant" and my grandfather who says, "Homosexuals have something seriously wrong in their heads."
The friendship between B and I is over. I have no patience for that sort of bullshit. That sort of point of view is what I find disgusting.
B and I were talking about how a guest we had in the store thought I was a skinhead due to my haircut.
A laughs and says, "Oh, I just thought you were bi!"
B is shocked. She says, "A! That's not funny. If you said that to me I'd kick you in the teeth."
Now I'M schocked. I say, "B! I AM bi!"
B looks at me incredulously, "Really? I think that's disgusting. I mean, to each their own, but I find that disgusting. That's really disgusting."
A tries to backpedal, "Oh, I was just kidding! I don't even know you, Liz! I was just... I didn't mean to.."
I just said, "Awesome. I'm going home."
I've known B for two years. I thought we were friends. Now I know why some people wear their sexuality on their sleeves. They can avoid this kind of hurt. This is most certainly the end of a friendship.
Why should I be friends with someone who finds me disgusting? So disgusting, in fact, that if someone to insinuate that she was like me she would physically assault them. Who finds who I love disgusting? It's something about myself I can't change! It's an integral part of who I am. I'm so hurt.
If I said to B, "Oh, wow, you're black? I mean, to each their own, but that's really disgusting..." I would be instantly rebuked by everyone around me! But B says this sort of cruel thing to me and nobody says a goddamn thing.
My Mom tries to make me see it in another way. Like, maybe B has never known a bi person before or some shit. She says I can't expect everyone to be accepting. I know that. I also know that I don't have any more room in my heart for people like B. I've got enough of that from my family. My father who calls me "aberrant" and my grandfather who says, "Homosexuals have something seriously wrong in their heads."
The friendship between B and I is over. I have no patience for that sort of bullshit. That sort of point of view is what I find disgusting.