Today was different from the others.
Someone wrote…
Today was different from the others. I was born male, and just recently discovered who I am, and who I can be. I’ve been painting my nails for awhile, but today they were this fantastic shade of purple, and someone asked me, out of the blue, “Are you fucking gay?” There was so much hatred in their voice, so much ignorance. How often these two things go hand in hand.
Today was different from the others. Someone kept saying they wanted me to be their friend, and, because I have a fear of rejection, I was conscious of everywhere my fingertips were, I was trying to keep them hidden. I saw that person later, and they asked me about how often I changed the colors. One of my closest friends told me it was weird, that I couldn’t be what I am, I have to be male, or I have to female. But darling, there is an in-between, and that’s what I am. Some random person was completely accepting of my self expression, and someone I trusted wasn’t. Don’t give up on the world yet, we have the chance to make a difference, one beautiful stranger at a time.
What’s your experience?
Category: your voice One comment »
January 5th, 2015 at 12:31 am |
I feel this, even if to a lesser degree.
It’s sometimes tough navigating through a world that doesn’t remember you might exist.
Yay for all the random kind and/or oblivious strangers that make it better.
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