Impasse

I am done.

I no longer feel the need to change your mind, to make you see the truth, to convince you that some things are as obvious as the nose on your face.

Your bigotry is astounding, your religion is as flawed as your logic, you make my head hurt and my stomach turn.

I am tired. Twenty years of arguing and pleading my case has left me worn and weary. I can only imagine you are just as bored with those same talking points you have been using for so long, even though you keep throwing them like daggers in hopes they will stick in someone every once in a while.

I used to care what you think. About me. About people like me. About people completely unlike me who you insist are my bedfellows simply because we share the commonality of belief in human dignity and justice.

But I don’t care any more.

You are so hell-bent on hatred and bigotry that nothing could convince you to change your mind. You revel in your role as victim, and you nurture your prejudice under the umbrella of religious freedom.

You make me sick.

You read your book, say your prayers, and flood the internet with your attacks on the “least of these.” You say God made us all in his image in one breath, then damn us all to hell in the next. I can only hope there is no afterlife, because I can’t stand the thought of spending eternity with you.

So we have reached an impasse, as it were. I can’t change your mind any more than you can change my sexuality. The only thing I can change is whether or not I waste another minute of my life on you.

You are the past, but I am the future.

Casting stones

Each day, when I browse the news and look at social media, I see countless stories concerning religion that make me sick at heart. Whether it is someone committing mass murder in the name of Islam, a “Christian” refusing to bake a cake for a gay couple, or a politician trying to appeal to his conservative base by making disparaging remarks about same-sex marriage, it all makes me completely disgusted with religion.

The only problems I have ever had from being openly gay are because of people who have been blinded by their religion. I have had people tell me I am going to hell. People who have given me books about how God can make me straight. Family members who refuse to be around my partner at family functions. Anonymous people who have harassed me and called me names online. People I know who have done the same.

The common denominator between all of these activities has been religion. Specifically Christianity. How someone can follow Christ and know anything about him, yet allow bigotry and hatred to overcome their thoughts and actions is unconscionable.

I am glad I am gay, mainly because I have had to question things that some take for granted. It has made life more difficult, but I feel like I can see things more clearly than so many who use their faith as shields while they throw stones at anyone they deem abnormal and unworthy of love.

20 common myths about gays and lesbians

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  1. We want to sleep with you
  2. You can spot us a mile away
  3. One is the “man” and one is the “woman”
  4. We can’t have children
  5. We can’t be monogamous
  6. We are into feathers and leather
  7. We have a choice
  8. We want to convert your children
  9. We hate the opposite sex
  10. We don’t have long-term relationships
  11. We had overbearing mothers and absent fathers
  12. It’s a sickness and we can be cured
  13. Our lives are tragic and sad
  14. We are promiscuous
  15. It’s just a phase and we can change
  16. We’re pedophiles
  17. We just haven’t met the right man or woman
  18. We like to flaunt our sexuality
  19. We’re the cause of AIDS
  20. We are not entitled to equal rights

*seen on a tshirt, edited by yours truly

My thoughts on the Chick-Fil-A controversy

I can’t get the Chick-Fil-A thing off of my mind. I suppose it affects me more than most because of my sexuality. I actually liked their food and would often recommend it to others in my area, but I have now made up my mind that I will never EVER eat there again.

What bothers me the most is that I probably know people who went to a Chick-Fil-A yesterday. There were probably members of my family who took time out of their day just to go, just to show that they will never support marriage equality. No matter what they claim, the throngs of people who showed up at CFA restaurants yesterday weren’t there because of freedom of speech; they were there to show their disdain for the LGBT community.

What about all the gay and lesbian youth in this country who watched the news footage of hordes of anti-gay “Christians” standing in line to get a chicken sandwich? Don’t you think they are affected deeply knowing those people are their family members, friends, church members, etc? Don’t you think that will just drive them deeper into a place where they feel unloved? How many of those kids will ultimately take their lives as a result?

What about the poor employees of Chick-Fil-A, gay and straight, who had to deal with eons of comments for and against bigotry. Imagine how many of those employees are just trying to make a living. Imagine how many aren’t anti-gay, but have LGBT friends and family members they love. Imagine having to remain neutral in your interactions with people who are passive-aggressively complimenting your place of work for their homophobic business practices.

I’m still confused as to why people get so bent out of shape over marriage equality. How does allowing more people to participate in something lessen its value? No one can “weaken” or “destroy” the institution of marriage as long as there are people willing to enter into matrimony with any level of seriousness. No one can destroy a marriage except for the two people who are in it.

The same people who pretend to be so upset over “freedom of speech” are the same ones willing to spend their time and money restricting the freedoms of others.

It’s a sad, sad world.