"I’m sick of how bisexuality is erased in LGBT spaces. I get really nervous before any LGBT event, especially Pride. I feel incredibly sad and hopeless when gay and lesbian people call me insulting names. If gay and lesbian people don’t understand me – Continue reading Prejudice at Pride at Empathize This
This just punched me in the heart.
It’s hard to admit that this happens in our community, but it definitely does. Speaking out is the only way it will stop.
I swear it’s like reading an autobiography of my recent life.
Visibility is very important. I’ve never been to Pride yet but years ago as an undergrad student I’d be working in the middle of manhattan on the day every freaking summer (finally gave up the idea of going and wish granted I guess) but when I got off, the hate from the people in rainbow attire as they waited or boarded the trains with me made me wonder if it would be worth it. My impression was it couldn’t possible be a safe place. Though hate was never directed at me; at the time a very conservatively dressed, headphones in ears so you can hear my music too, giant book in hand, fuck off stamped all over my features: that’s how I enjoyed my train rides; but these gay men and lesbian women; they wore labeled clothing; were so full of themselves and obnoxious, they’d loudly make obscene comments that made younger me leave the cars they were in. On that rare occasion that an attender of pride was kind, I can count them, and … dare I say it, normal acting, like they hadn’t probably just drunkenly flipped a car or something worse. . noting here the difference between excited happiness from positive outcomes and fuck yeah man! I just spat on that bitch and it was cool! . . maybe it was location location, location, but NYC, Albany NY, Ogden and Salt Lake City Utah, you can’t tell me that the gays and lesbians in these distinct places are all the same. So yeah, visibility does matter. I appreciate the brave people like me that do identify with the comic because it does sing of injustice, discomfort and not belonging, while it comforts that we are not alone.