I am not a member of the LGBT community. I was born white, middle-class, straight – all the things that are supposed to make it easier to exist in our little society.
I am a woman, I am overweight, I was raised by a single mother who taught me to be open-minded and caring. Some combination of what I was in high school bothered some people. I wasn’t cool and I was made fun of on occasion. I suffered from depression and when I was in Grade 11 I nearly dropped out – something that seems so ridiculous now.
One of the people who made my life better in high school was an English teacher who told me I was smart, he built up my confidence and made me believe I had a certain talent – he also happened to be openly gay and he started the first LGBT club in any high school in my home town.
Some of the people that I love the most now that I’m older are part of the LGBT community and it drives me absolutely crazy that there are people who still believe that something is wrong with these people. I hate that there are people in this world who believe they have a right to tell others how to live their lives.
I hate the parents who are cruel to their children because they are queer. I love my daughter and I will love her always – there is nothing that could make me stop and I will never understand how someone could stop loving their child.
I hate the people who pretend to know what God wants when all religions preach loving thy neighbour and treating others as you would have them treat you.
And I think that all youth should know that it does get better. Once you leave high school – that strange little world where everyone is supposed to fit one mold. I firmly believe that once you leave high school it is much easier to be yourself, much easier to stop caring what others think of who you are, and to find the place that you fit in – because everyone fits somewhere.
No matter your colour, your gender, your orientation, your interests, there are people out their like you and once you meet them everything else melts away.