Today, i witnessed something really really sad, that i've never seen before. I've never seen people be so mean, with someone sitting literally right there.
There's this guy at my school who is openly gay, and i think he's pretty brave. I live in a very small town, with pretty closed minded people. Not all, it's gotten a lot better than it used to be. But he was sitting all by himself in the theater, and they had skipped a seat because they didn't want to sit near him. But they had one more friend that wanted to sit there, and they were arguing that they didn't want to sit there. And it was sooo sad! I wanted to tell him that it was okay, and that he could come sit with me and my friend Kaitlin. But we didn't have anymore room in our row, either.
And i wanted to tell those idiot bitches behind us, do you realize how you could be affecting this guys life? That just last week, a kid in Cheatham county killed himself because he was bullied, because he's gay.
And the girls behind us said about let's call her Alice, "She probably wouldn't hang out with us if she wasn't on the team, she hang out with Jim Bob and the weird kids."
I knew exactly who they were talking about, and those people had been in my theater class second semester last year, and, yeah, they were strange, but who isn't? They were really nice people!
I try to be nice to everyone that is nice to me, or has never given me a reason to believe that they're rude or mean. And if everyone did that, people wouldn't be bullied.
So, if you're reading this, i hope you think a little more the next time you say something to someone, that it could impact them way more than you think.
Hearts and Being Nice.
- Kimberlee.
Kimberlee, it's so nice to hear your opinion =D
ReplyDeleteAll my friends/classmates/acquaintances thinks I'm gay. Yes, Friends. And even though I'm not, I just shrug it off, because I really don't take being called gay an offense.
Is it because of my unnatural flamboyance as a male figure? The fact that I can openly compliment a guy's look even though I know he will recoil at me with disgust because they only care about compliments from girls? The fact that I spend more time on blogspot commenting and reading every fashion bog I come across (literally... every single one)?
And in the end, does it matter?
My friends feel no remorse calling me gay because they know I really don't mind. Occasionally, I play it off by flipping my hair, hehe =p (it used to be longer). And for all the other people who's called me gay thinking it will actually have an effect... well, jokes on them, eh? It's like trying to hurt a rock with a feather.
I speak out against the people who are like the ones you described in your post, every once in a while, I do get myself into trouble, and I do make enemies. But those weren't the people I wanted to befriend anyway. The opinion from the person I'm defending is the one I care about.
So thank you for sharing your thoughts, Kimberlee, makes me feel a little better about humanity.
And I'm sorry I wrote this much >.< I just feel strongly about the topic is all ^.^
thank you! you seem pretty awesome. :)
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