Ever since my parents discovered my sexuality, I have been faced with the difficult task of understanding the implications surrounding this ejection from my family. I began to think and jot down my thoughts, as well as talk to as many people as I can about homophobia and how it has rooted its way into mainstream society.
This is a post I wrote about three months ago, which contains much of my conglomerate beliefs:
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This is one of those posts that I deliberated as to whether or not I needed to put myself out there. I am assuming that I am not alone in this world, in fact, I understand and know many people whom are in my same situation. I also know those dear people whom I surround myself who are sensitive to the world of battling with an opposition so powerful as I am.
Homophobia used to be a word I never understood. I remember when I was in tenth grade and during class one day and the topic came up. One of my friends said her brother was incredibly homophobic. This was the first time I had ever heard this term. I had grown up sheltered, unaffected by the stimuli many children received in school growing up.
The term homophobia for me was no different than arachnophobia — the fear of spiders. But what is it about homosexuals that makes people fear them? My friends during that classroom discussion laughed at me when I asked this question. Only a few seconds later did they all stop and realize that the word itself made no sense. Why would people fear homosexuals?
This has been a question of my existence. This has been something that I have been exposed to day after day.
The story began when my parents first discovered my sexuality via a stupid decision I made on myspace. My mother did not hold back in yelling at me over the phone. The woman that I had loved so dearly chopped me at the knees with her words. “Fudgepacker, faggot, fucking homo.” These are all words that I learned to accept since that day.
Understanding Homophobia, The Hot Debate
June 10, 2008Ever since my parents discovered my sexuality, I have been faced with the difficult task of understanding the implications surrounding this ejection from my family. I began to think and jot down my thoughts, as well as talk to as many people as I can about homophobia and how it has rooted its way into mainstream society.
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This is a post I wrote about three months ago, which contains much of my conglomerate beliefs:
——-
This is one of those posts that I deliberated as to whether or not I needed to put myself out there. I am assuming that I am not alone in this world, in fact, I understand and know many people whom are in my same situation. I also know those dear people whom I surround myself who are sensitive to the world of battling with an opposition so powerful as I am.
Homophobia used to be a word I never understood. I remember when I was in tenth grade and during class one day and the topic came up. One of my friends said her brother was incredibly homophobic. This was the first time I had ever heard this term. I had grown up sheltered, unaffected by the stimuli many children received in school growing up.
The term homophobia for me was no different than arachnophobia — the fear of spiders. But what is it about homosexuals that makes people fear them? My friends during that classroom discussion laughed at me when I asked this question. Only a few seconds later did they all stop and realize that the word itself made no sense. Why would people fear homosexuals?
This has been a question of my existence. This has been something that I have been exposed to day after day.
The story began when my parents first discovered my sexuality via a stupid decision I made on myspace. My mother did not hold back in yelling at me over the phone. The woman that I had loved so dearly chopped me at the knees with her words. “Fudgepacker, faggot, fucking homo.” These are all words that I learned to accept since that day.
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