I hope that some day, people will be able to be shown kissing a consensual adult partner of their choice at 7.30pm, regardless of that partner’s race, gender, disability status, or anything else that makes our very existence “crass” and “insulting” or “offends” people.
I hope that some day we all are accepted as real people with real feelings and real relationships, and not kept as sexless circus turns hosting game shows.
I hope some day not to disgust and insult people by the unchangeable fact of how I was born. I am sorry I am intrinsically offensive, despite living as a straight person. I didn’t choose to be how I am, and I have never hurt anyone by it either. I promise you, it would have been a lot easier to be born straight, and if I could change who I am, I would in an instant. I was raised in an environment that did not allow me to accept myself for me. I don’t ever want that for any other young person.
I hope that mine is the very last generation that didn’t have the right to a spouse and (adopted) children under the law because the chosen life partner was the ‘wrong’ gender.
I hope some day, the closet goes the way of jail and chemical castration and all the indignities heaped upon people like Alan Turing because he didn’t know how to pretend to be someone else.
I want young LGBT people to grow up without shame for just being who they are. I want us not to have to hide who we are and who we love anymore.
It seems like so little. Then some days I remember that for some folk, it is still too much to give us. I hope to live long enough to see that change.