.megan mathews.

Why did I contribute to L2F?

I contributed simply because this was a brilliant idea. People may either feel that the idea of accepting homosexuality is stressed on them too much or they don't hear it at all. This is a creative, unique way for people to hear real stories from possibly hundreds of other people of different ages along with pictures for added flare and attraction. One really can't understand unless they can experience something themselves, and for some people, this is as close as they can get. It could give them something to connect to and a variety of perspectives. I truly hope this will help bring more people to accept what, and most importantly, who we are.

 

 

 

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Sometimes I wish I weren't like this. I wish I could just be one of the crowd, cheering from the sidelines without having to get my hands dirty. It would be so much easier to reply with a simple "no" when people ask in repulsion, "Are you gay?" How simple it would be to bring home a nice boy to introduce to my parents, to give them the hope of seeing their only daughter in a wedding someday with a handsome man at her side.

 

But I'm not like that. Two years ago I found myself stuck right in the middle of everything. I found myself laughing awkwardly to hide the fear that welled up whenever the subject was brought up. For nearly a year I had to hide from my parents just who I was dating, simply because of the fact she wasn't a male. I must have shattered all the dreams they had for me, living in a state where same-sex marriage is illegal and more than a few people are utterly disgusted by just the idea of it.

 

To people who've never gone through it, "coming out" may seem like an exaggeration, a way to create drama. But once you take all that into perspective, it may seem a little harder. I've heard horror stories about people being thrown out of their homes, shunned by their own family, even sent away to special camps to rid them of their homosexuality. My own wasnít so bad. Though not entirely accepting, my parents did insist that they would never hate me because of it. To hear those words brought so much relief. But not everyone thinks that way.

 

I play sports, earn good grades, participate in various activities for the school and community, go to the mall like any other teen, but every day I hear people who donít know me say they hate me, threaten me, just because of what I am. People preaching about how I will burn in hell for all eternity because my lips touch another woman's. People claiming that if I love Jesus I will be cured, speaking of it as if it were a disease, a malformation. Just ìbeing yourselfî is stressed so much in todayís society. Is my self not good enough to meet their standards? Am I a demented perversion of nature?

 

Is it really too much to ask to be considered a human? With all our flaws, opinions, tastes, friends, influences, experiences, environments, lives; are we really any different than anyone else? Everyone is different, and in that way weíre all the same. Fear is no basis to crudely insult and isolate a person. Fear is the most negative influence in our lives, affecting not only ourselves but others as well, and to all those who take shelter under a blanket of such paranoia and ignorance, I can only say that they'd best soon get over themselves. Change is happening all the time, every second of our short lives, so we'd better learn to accept it.

 

And to be afraid of something that's not a threat, " homophobes."

Absolutely ridiculous.