I was called a faggot last night.
Standing on a corner downtown with a friend, we debating whether or not to go grab a bite to eat after closing time. Suddenly I heard it. “FAGGOT!” Did I just hear that? Oh yes, It came again. “FAGGOT!” I turned and found the offending voice. Smiled. “Nice,” I said and looked back at my friend. The words continued to come. “Who fucks who?” “Who’s the girl?” It continued for a couple minutes. And I kept smiling.
I couldn’t not smile- I felt more proud than ever.
While this homophobe was busy trying to knock me down. I was building myself up. I’m gay and I like it that way. My friends, family, and associates all embrace me. I have the love I need. There is no reason for me to change myself.
I am very familiar with gays and our ways. But not everyone is. I’m sure if the hater had known someone who’s gay, or his friend were able to tell him, he mind have greater acceptance. Certainly no guarantees, but a better chance.
See, as this hater was yelling “FAGGOT” at me, I felt the love of everyone in my life. They were behind me, supporting me, loving me. I have what I need and want.
So much of it comes from the strength of our community. Then it hit me. I am doing the right thing. Our individual strength is connected to the strength of our community.
If you’ve ever experienced this kind of hate, remember that it is our collective strength that keeps us moving forward. I can’t control the actions of others, but I can control my reaction. OUTLinc gives me the strength to turn it positive. Let’s everyone do the same.
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