Just lineart because I'm exhausted and I haven't finished the backgrounds yet . . . blaaaah . . .
I just want to say . . . recently a friend of mine has been going through significant trauma. He's gay and his parents are insisting it's impossible . . . they've sent him to camps and he's been having eating problems, among other things. It's just . . . I live in the Bay Area, near San Francisco, and it saddens (though that doesn't seem the right word) me to an extreme that even here, in this supposedly safe liberal outpost, someone thinks it's morally right to torture another human being because of how they were born. The thing that horrifies me is that he can't refuse who he is. He can't change the fact that he's gay. He's flamboyantly, extremely gay and he will have to be subjected to years of therapy and tears and guilt over who he is.
I know that a lot of people think a lot of things about gay people and deny what they are for various reasons, but the amount of pain I've seen him go through has been heartbreaking. I'm so tired of people who want to sweep others under the rug, who tell their child they want only the best for them and then do the cruelest and most inhumane type of abuse possible. Yes, abuse. Mental abuse. Having someone tell you that what you are is corrupted or filthy or wrong or needs to be changed while they tell you that they're your parents and love you more than anything in the world is abuse. I'm so frustrated and horrified that people who claim to be all-loving and accepting can be so horrible to their own flesh-and-blood . . .
I know a lot of people don't agree with me, but I have grown up around gays and I know it's not a disease you contract. I have known a number of kids who have come out who I suspected of being gay before I even knew what 'gay' was. And I didn't care. It didn't matter. Not until somebody decided it did.
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