I hope I see this everywhere on LJ when I come home tonight

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.


~*~Repost this in your journal if you believe homophobia is wrong.~*~

christmas day is in our grasp

I am now officially off from work until 7a NEXT Monday morning! \o/ With luck I'll have time to answer comments, maybe write a bit, decorate my tree, get some reading done...all sorts of fun things!

Tomorrow I take Matthew to get his EKG and MRI done, but apart from that? I have NOTHING I need to do, and nowhere I need to be. Double \o/ :)

The major fail for today, however, was getting to work...to find it was a whopping FORTY-THREE DEGREES INSIDE. Our boiler broke. Last week some time, apparently, though (supposedly) maintenance peeps were working to fix it. But it got hella cold these last few days (as I'm sure y'all know, because it's been cold everywhere). But let me tell you just how NOT fun it is to sit in an office that's so cold your toes are numb. I was wearing two shirts, a sweater, gloves, hat, scarf. Plus I had a space heater going. Ugh. And still freezing.

Home now, though. And warm! Home for almost a whole week! With all my Christmas shopping done, too :)

Now to tackle the cards and get a few small things in the mail as well.

(Oh, and this would be last call for addresses if you want a holiday card from me *g*)

ETA: ohoh! Thank you, thenyxie for my mistletoe :) And to rivers_bend for the bear hug. *hugs you both*