Apr 27, 2006 22:24
I found this on a friend's LJ and had to post it too.
I am silent for the girl kicked out of her home because she confided in her mother that she is a lesbian.
I am silent for the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let his partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am silent for the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family he’s ever had.
I am silent for the couple who had the realtor hang up on them when she found out they wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am silent for the people who never know which bathroom to should use if they want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am silent for the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children she raised, because the court says she is an unfit mother because she lives with another woman.
I am silent for the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told her that only lesbians do that.
I am silent for the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating her as soon as they realized she 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.
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 guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.
I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.
We are the couple who planned, studied, got a damn good lawyer, and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.
We are the ones who took martial arts classes, carry pepper spray, and are just too dangerous to gay bash.
I am the transgender person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain their complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant -- and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants don't raise a stink.
I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.
I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.
I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.
I am the girl who did not learn the meaning of "homosexual" until high school but never thought to question why two men might be kissing.
I am the woman who argues with the bigots who insist that you do not have the right to marry or raise children.
We are the high school class who agrees, unanimously, along with our teacher, that love should be all that matters.
I am making a difference. Hate will not win.