homophobia

Oct 06, 2005 18:06

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 adolescent boy who committed suicide because my priest told me I would be better off dead than a sinner.

I am another adolescent boy who was molested for years by the another priest who all the while told me God hates homosexuals, but I never mentioned it because he convinced me it was my fault.

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

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

My own addition...

I am the person who can't stand to be around her family for more than a couple minutes at a time beacuse they are all homophobic and they know Im not straight.

I am the person who can't confide to they're parents and more because when i fianlly came out to them They didnt except me and threw me away.

I am the person who can not go to a family reunion with out hearing whispers behind my back.

I am the person who will finally rise up against the discrimination and prove them all wrong.

If you truely hate homophobia and want to help along the path of acceptance, or if your some form of gay, add your own sentences and the re-post this.
~The only way to fight back is to stand out of the crowd.~
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