The Reality

STRAIGHT PEOPLE - TRY THIS. Imagine you have a deep dark secret. It can be anything, it doesnt matter. Now imagine that if you told people this secret you would be ridiculed, hated, looked at like you are a freak. Imagine how badly you want to tell someone your secret. Imagine your fear of a persons reaction if you tell them your secret. Imagine you tell someone the secret, but it leaks out and soon everyone knows. Imagine people whispering and pointing at you as you walk down the hall. Imgine people staring at you as if your a freak, as if there is something wrong with you. Imagine people throwing their lunches at you or spitting on you as you walk across the courtyard at lunch. Imagine people taunting you with names that hurt you like a bullet. Now open your eyes. Gays go through this every day. We don't have to imagine. For us, its reality.

I'm a bi who wishes she was straight because i'm sick of hiding, sick of the heartache and i'm tired of not knowing what will happen what friends i'll lose next what words i'll let slip and what questions i have to avoid answering.

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got
called a fag everyday.

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 gay teenager who cant tell his school who he really is, because he is afraid of what they will do to him

i am the gay athlete who wants to use the locker
room, but hears the ridicule of homosexuality just outside
the door

i am the gay friend that only has a few people who actually
care, but hardly get to see

i am the gay boy that wants to cry when
he hears fag, gay, or homo in a way that makes me feel less humane

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 not one of the lucky ones. I
killed myself just weeks before
graduating high school. It was simply too
much to bear.

I'm the girl
who was scoffed at by her teacher when
she confided in her she might have a
crush on a girl. - RejectifiedTomato

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 girl
who hides under lies just to feel that she belongs.

I am the girl that
lost her two best friends because they were gay as
well.

I am thehe
girl that spent heart breaking nights holding her gay
cousin until he cried
himself to sleep.

I am the girl who lost her best
friend because she
found out she had a crush on her.

I am the kid whose
own parents
told her that she was going to hell.

I am the girl who gets
in
trouble with her parents for wearing a rainbow colored belt and hanging a
poster of Freddie Mercury on her wall.

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 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. - cranberrymelon

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

I am the woman who died when the
EMT's 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!

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends
that I am 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"

Now you can think about all this. Maybe you'll change your mind, maybe you wont. Maybe you already support GLBT people. If you do YAY! Good for you! I give you a virtual hug and kiss. Mwuahugs!!!

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Now Guys, Its your turn... Tell the World, WHO YOU ARE?