gailsimone:

…it’s just a tiny, tiny window into the danger level that lgbtq people are always facing.

Walking down the street just being a human being, never knowing which person they meet is an unbalanced violent homophobe or transphobe.

I don’t know how they find the strength. It’s awful to contemplate.

Representation matters, decency matters, tolerance matters. I don’t know what else we  can do to try to make things better aside from listen and speak up to the best of our ability. 

I remember my father saying something similar when I was talking to him about my partner, he said something like, “You must really be in love if you’re willing to walk down the street with this person because of the idiots out there.”  And that’s when I kind of realized that all those years ago when I came out to him, and he got upset, that maybe he was more concerned then angry.  Maybe he was concerned because of the world we live in.  On top of both of us being women, I’m black and she’s white, so maybe he was just worried because he knows of the stupidity out there.

But honestly I think we get strength from each other.  I feel like someone will always have issue with me over something, whether it’s race, or my gender, or my size, or my sexuality, so I might as well be happy in this life I’m living instead of being concerned over what might happen out there. We’ve been together for 13 years and are having a blast, that’s what I’ll focus on :)