I’m not one to be an advocate. I don’t get overly vocal on subjects and outside of my off-color humor (take it or leave it, thats just how I am because what good is the world if you can’t laugh at it) I rarely have an outward opinion about the world around me. Live and let live I say, or think rather. You can’t fight beliefs, you can combat ignorance but at times it does get grating to try and teach against it.
My voice isn’t one to stand out against the harmonizing chorus but today I have an opinion, rather a thought on a very focal subject permeating the airwaves in a vibrant and aware purple.
With the tragic suicides of gay kids, students, people and just a tragedy in general to know these people are taking their lives because they fear having to go on another day in a world that doesn’t understand how they love.
I cannot imagine the things any of my gay friends and associates and classmates have dealt with in their lives and have had to face by bringing their proclamations of love out to people who just couldn’t understand.
All of us, heterosexual and homosexual, can understand love; we understand the pure emotional need to have someone share a mutual comfort and adoration so unhindered that we have no choice but to fulfill the need of sharing the rest of our life with another person that shares that same perspective. This mutual adoration shouldn’t be limited to being a feeling between those of the opposite sex. Even claiming that it can only be shared between the opposite sexes acknowledges that men and women do have these feelings. So why is it hard to understand that they can just as easily express these feelings within the same gender boundaries?
You can blame religion or cultural awareness or sheer phobia, but what is the culprit is ignorance. Ignorance of what happens when we love. We do it blindly, this love thing and whether that person we love has a penis or a vagina should not matter. The anger and the hate that is spit at same sex couples are by people who are not only ignorant but those who are jealous of seeing an affectionate love they probably are missing or are incapable of replicating in their own empty lives. So they project and reject any notion and exposition of love.
Most of my gay and lesbian friends have very healthy happy relationships and it’s a type of close relationship I rarely see amongst my heterosexual friends and it’s because they foud that person who shared that raw unbridled worldview that no matter what types of glances, glares, whispers, murmurs and spiteful words they may have heard in their lifetime they know that they are happy in ways that cannot be imagined.
As a way of celebrating and bringing about awareness about gay and lesbian rights and the awareness that hate is not an option, there was a movement today to wear purple. Throughout the day I realized i didn’t have a lick of purple on me so I apologize for lacking the solidarity. That was true until I was getting ready for bed that my wife pointed out that my t-shirt was purple, however it was too late because I already had began composing this message.
So, to all my friends, I wanted to say that I am proud of how you all have lived your lives and that you all have been able to express your love how you want to express it and have it reciprocated, is a rewarding experience a vast number of people are jealous of.
It must have been difficult for you to have broken free of that shell and to come out of that closet (probably because there was so much fabulous stuff in there!) but here you are now happier in a way that none of these people who spout hate can understand. They’re the ones trapped in a closet, secluded from a world they refuse to understand and accept because they prefer to wallow in the mud that is their ignorance.
I hope all my friends, regardless of who they love and how they love, just keep on loving and do with a long, happy and fulfilled life.