I know you come here to laugh and if you need that right now just skip this and read the next post. But come back when you can so you can read this, because it’s important.
I believe that people have the right to say and do what they want. Even if what they say and do makes me sick to my stomach. I know people who are intolerant or homophobic or full of fear or hate. And some of them I love in spite of it. I can’t help it. But I still have to say something even if it hurts them to read it.
You are wrong.
Our differences are what make us strong, what makes us unique and special. Fighting intolerance about mental illness, or race, or lifestyle or whatever labeled “flaw” we are saddled with makes us strong. And today instead of using my strength to say how much I hate every single person that thought that this horrible act of cruelty was in any way acceptable to do to a human being I’m using it to do something so much harder. I’m using it to say that I still love you. And that I hope for change. And that I know that I am imperfect and I am changing and that I hope you can too. Because I don’t want to live in a world where so many people send me emails of desperation and despair because they think that a girl on the internet they’ve never met is the only one who could ever understand them. These people? The ones emailing me who feel that their life is worthless? They are your children. They are the people we see every day. They are the men and women who will one day care for us when we’re old and feeble and can’t stand up for ourselves anymore.
They. are. us.
Please, try a little harder. Because instead of screaming in fury I’m going to try to change my own behavior and instead just say what we’re all really saying underneath our angry shouts…I love you, and I want you to love me.
A special note to every single person reading this who thinks that they are alone or different or forever broken…you are not. You are part of a special tribe that you just haven’t found yet and we need you. All the best people are broken. Keep fighting until you find your place. It does exist. I promise.
Comment of the day: I love homophobic people too, and I always worry how they will react when I finally do come out to them. I don’t want my relationships with them to change just because they suddenly know something which has always been true. I am a loving, optimistic young man, who just so happens to be attracted to other men, and I have no problem with that. It’s the world that has the problem. I believe first and foremost in the power of love. People don’t show enough love for one another, and that is why we have so many problems. I like to think that I am part of the solution.
My ‘name’ is Phillip Wilde, and I love you. Yes, even you. ~ Phillip Wilde