Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender. Feel free to add your own story to the end.
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 boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the one 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 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 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 woman who died when the EMTs 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 a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the who isn't sure what she is. I am the who is rejected by her "best friends" because of a less-than-conventional crush.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."
This is the boy, Matthew Shepard. On October 7, 1998 Aaron McKinney and Russell Henderson lead him to a remote area east of Laramie where they demonstrated unimaginable acts of brutality . Matthew was tied to a split-rail fence where he was beaten and left to die in the cold of the night. Almost 18 hours later he was found by a cyclist who initially mistook him for a scarecrow. Matthew died on October 12 at 12:53 am at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colorado. MURDERED BECAUSE HE WAS GAY!!!
I am the girl who tried to kill herself, because she couldnt stand the bulling"
This is the girl. Alex Jones, when her class mates found out she was bisexual and had a girlfriend, they beat and bullied her untill she had to move away, she know keeps her sexuality a secret because shes so afraid
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Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender!
Hi I am 22 years old. I live in Wisconsin, I have been deaf nearly 10 years of my life, but I don't let that stop me from listening to God and letting him use me in my life for his will. I love drawing, painting, using clay or in fact, any medium in art that I can put my hands on to work with for art. I am also an author I am looking to continuing working on children's books for the next 40+ years if possible. As a author I tend to create a children's story based a thought of what I think children love to see and hear even though I am deaf. I was hearing as a child until I was 12 years old and then when I was in school I lost my hearing without cause or notice. I researched for 4 years since my silent day beckoned me to feel as if my future is gone. The damage is from my Cerebral Palsy that only affects my right side but seriously its been affecting my left ear in nerve damage. I am fully deaf and will never hear sounds again, I may wear a hearing aid, but that doesn't mean I can hear anything or everything. People claim I can lipread like wonders heck the only reason I can lipread is because I heard many of the words before my deafness. But still I get only about 40% of the words, that or I use an interpreter that uses sign language. I am a very sweet and ongoing woman, many ask how I can be prepared all the time. I tell them its just me I never like to be unprepared. I am getting bashed on DeviantArt and a loyal friend told me about here with an art site.