Well yes. It is, I'm sorry.

I got back from Samantha's wedding yesterday. Meh, not much to tell since hardly any of it is worth hearing unless you know my family.
I'll link to photos in a future journal if they turn out okay. I think some of them will.

Unfortunately, I have to start talking about something else here, because now my LiveJournal is dead and buried, I can't post this anywhere else.

WARNING: This journal contains a long, possibly controversial, rant. You are welcome to read and comment if you like, but please remember that i didn't FORCE you to read it.

I want to talk about homophobia.

I'm quite a tolerant person really. I live with two racist, homophobic, intolerant adults - my mother and her boyfriend, and I go to a school where being gay will get you picked on until you take your own life. As a bisexual I can usually bite my lip and tolerate it when people insult gays, etc. I mean, as long as it's not a personal attack on me, I'm fine with it.
Generalisation and stereotyping happens a lot in this day and age, and it's something we have to adapt to.

But now I have to say something. It's gone too far.

My cousin Zoe got married a couple of months ago. I was immensely proud of her. She's a lesbian, and she got married to her girlfriend of two years, despite her own mother spitting on her, telling her she would go to Hell, that she was scum, that she should be ashamed of who she is.
My mother wasn't going to go to the wedding either, but I insisted I wanted to go.
I was so proud to be there. It gives people like me hope when I see two people, regardless of gender, in love, finally getting their chance to get married and show their commitment to each other forever.
It was good. Even my mother enjoyed it.

We don't usually discuss issues like that in our house. I tend to discuss them with my friends or online, but my mother is set in her ways, and any opinion other than hers is wrong.
But recently she brought up the topic of gays and her comments are one of many factors that drove me to writing this.
She told me she thought gay people were horrible and a menace to society, dirty people who "need pills to correct their hormones so they love the right sex, because they're a disease."
I failed to understand how a relationship between two men, two women and a man and a woman are different, other than the obvious gender difference.

I haven't come out to my mother about my sexuality, though up until that point I was considering it.
After the scathing way she insulted gay people and their lifestyles I'm scared I would be homeless in the street if I dared to tell my mother that the most important person in my life - someone I desperately want to spend my entire life with - is a girl.

Why is it okay to say that being gay is a disease? That being gay is dirty and wrong?
Why is it okay to spit on gay culture, to insult gay people to the point where they hate themselves, where they would rather LIE to themselves and have a heterosexual relationship just to be accepted?
You would never dream of denying straight people their rights. You just couldn't attack a man for marrying the woman he loves. Why should it be different for same sex couples?

I know gay people don't produce children. I know the purpose of life is to reproduce.
But what about the hundreds, maybe thousands, of children in care, without parents, who would die to have parents to care for them, regardless of gender?
Are we so scared that being gay is a bad influence? Are we so horrified about the consequences of not giving children a male and female role model?
Zoe and her girlfriend have two children from Zoe's previous marriage, and I have never seen a family as happy as they are.
If i could start my life again, I would much rather have two mothers or two fathers than repeat the life of hurt, of abuse and of alcoholism that my straight parents have put me through.

Choose love.

Izzi x

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