Tuesday, August 16, 2005

_![FUCK] Intolerance

As borrowed from Androidette.

[feel]ing: _open-minded
[think]ing: _are you really open-minded?

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

I am a person, just like you.

Poke intolerance in the eye with a spoon!
Repost this if you think intolerance is wrong.

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Open up your mind & take a good look around you.
A person is still a person regardless of skin color/religion/sexual preference/race/gender/life-style.
I dare you to debate me.

10 comments:

Matt said...

That was very cool.

androidette said...

_Ah, someone that reads me posted it, finally! I can't take credit for all of it though. I only added to a list a friend sent me -everything from I am a person, just like you to the end is mine-

Jonas said...

I am Jack's broken heart.

Libélula said...

I'd love to live to see the day when will people finally realize that violence begets more violence and that discrimination is NEVER EVER justified!!!???

AVA said...

Agreed.
(I just realized I hadn't linked you!, oops.)

AVA said...

You're linked

Johnny said...

I dont get it.

Maybe some day I will.

Mona Buonanotte said...

Wow, this made me seriously tear up. Thank you, and thanks androidette and everyone else.

Walter said...

I wonder if "the father who never hugged his son" was referring to my dad?

M. V. said...

I think it was referrin to mine...