LGBT Community – What if it is us?


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My growing years specifically my College days, I am exposed to same-sex relationships. I spent more than 4 years in an all-girls school, so I’ve seen this kind of relationships. It was unaccepted then so usually they are kept secrets. However, friendships meant accepting each other for who we really are and trying our best not to judge, because at the end of the day, we do not want to be judged too.

Even the Pope, being the leader of the Catholic church had to say something about it. And of course, it created too many discussions.

The Pope Francis Statement That Changed the Church on LGBT Issues

“If someone is gay and searches for the Lord and has good will, who am I to judge?” Two years ago Tuesday, Pope Francis uttered these words, sending shock-waves throughout the Catholic Church and the world. His position stood in contrast to that of his predecessors: Months earlier, Pope Benedict XVI suggested that gay marriage was a threat to global peace.

Source: https://time.com/3975630/pope-francis-lgbt-issues/

Back in college days, I’ve had female suitors who were even prettier than me, sending me sweet cards and flowers and chocolates just like a male suitor would do. I’ve learned my way to say no gently. I say prettier, because cross-dressing isn’t not that prevalent at that time.

I may not be very vocal about it, however, through the years, I really support and understand them. Same thing goes with being rich or poor, my love for others weren’t conditional.

I’ve had many friends of different kinds. And I love them all equally without any conditions. I post on my Social media from time to time my admiration to some gays or lesbians I found in movies or in the internet. Though, I am not an advocate.

I have more gay friends than lesbians. Though, I love them all.
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Recently, pondering upon this concern. I think It’ll now become my advocacy, since I witness too much judgement.

What if it is us? How would we feel if we’re judged as if we no longer deserve to live a life that’s happy and fulfilling?

Isn’t it the same way when Social media dictated that only the thin ones are pretty? Thanks to personalities and influences of people who will make everyone feel that there’s no need to save a room for hate (and bashing and judging and being harsh to others is something that is just normal to most people).

I’ve had qualms writing about this. Yet, I had to take advantage of this blog to express that they are human beings like everyone else is too. Like you. Like me.

It is more of what we feel right? Much more than we think. Love is an emotion, yes, and a mindset and a decision all in one.

If we feel that love and felt it is wrong because it is felt to the same gender, and since it is a universal law, or we were oriented that a man is only for a woman, and vice versa, what is the exact feeling that we would feel if we follow that orientation? I think it can only be sadness, and being hard on ourselves because in the dark, we might ask, why am I feeling this way?

It is sometimes, or most of the time confusing to me, because it is said that “No man is an island” and that all our actions, we need to take into consideration all the people who will be affected with our decisions.

But are we to spend our whole life pleasing others? Or it’s okay to please others, it makes us feel good being okay with almost everyone, or we should be revising the question like: Can we just let them be?

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If this isn’t love? What else can it be?
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You just don’t know how much I’ve learned from these 5 gorgeous and fabulous men?! Tan, Bobby, Jonathan, Karamo and Antoni of Queer Eye. #netlfix They have such big hearts, almost immeasurable. #fab5

My conviction isn’t that strong on this topic, so I’m rerouting it into something like equality. That we all have that right to love and be loved. It’s the greatest feeling. It’s the purpose of life. To love. And be loved. Even my faith didn’t’ encourage me in any way to judge or hate! It’s an old teaching too right?

And love means acceptance. How I accepted my gay friends for who they are. And how thankful are they for people like us who didn’t judge them.

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I’ll just end this by saying “Nobody’s perfect.” So let’s try our best not to speak and act as if we are.

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-An only daughter. A mother of a 22 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Lately, I have been enjoying quilting and crafting with beaded fabrics. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! However, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, frozen yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food along w/ broccoli with prawns and mushrooms. Of all the International cuisines, Japanese food is on top of my list. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. I started writing even as a child, I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year(s) they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost both my parents already, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for others' success, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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