Something to think about (this is from the net, I didn't write it)

[makeminemona]

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother
that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody 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 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.

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 domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn
to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid
to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until
someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon
as they realized I was transsexual.

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 person who has to hide what this world needs most, ... love.