About two weeks ago, I wrote an article about my own personal experiences with people judging others based on who they love. Originally, Just Let Them Love was over 1,800 words, but I was told to reduce that number down to 1,200. I was upset that I couldn't discuss fully what I had initially planned, so I cut half of the original rant down until I was close to 1,200 words. I then opened a Word document and saved the rest of my words to it so I could come back and re-write if need be. So, here is Part Two of Just Let Them Love.
Here is your warning: What you're about to read is my opinion and my thoughts on the matter. If you do not agree or appreciate what I am saying then you are welcomed to voice your opinion. I will not stop you nor will I discourage it. Everyone has their own opinion. I will not tolerate, however, anyone voicing hate toward me or LGBTQ community.
So, why just stop with my own personal experiences? Since the gate has been opened halfway, let's slam it open all the way and discuss what's been hiding in plain sight for everyone for years now, shall we?
I'm sick and da*n tired of people hating on anyone and everyone who loves differently than what tradition (and religion, if we want to go ahead and just acknowledge the elephant in the room) dictates we love. For me, I love someone who's younger than me. It doesn't seem too bad compared to what the LGBTQ community goes through on a daily basis. There are couples who are still discriminated against just because of who they love when it comes to gender. Let women who wish to love other women love, let men love other men, let men and women love both sexes equally—let them love how they wish to love.
Just because you tell them that they're going to burn in hell, just because you tell them that's disgusting, or they're not fit to live with human beings because of their perverse ways—none of that matters because who cares what you might think as long as they have each other? As long as they can be who they truly are with the person they love? That's like telling your child they can't be an astronaut or pilot or the next President of the United States because there's no way their dreams can come true in the first place. Who're you—parents or not—to tell them that they can't accomplish their dreams? Who are you to tell members of the LGTBQ community to be something they aren't?
Have you ever just stopped to think what you're saying to a person? Truly stopped and thought what your words toward this person—stranger or no—could do to them? Or the fact that you're basically telling them to be unhappy and act like something they're clearly not? What if someone told you this? Would you roll over and just take it—to allow anyone to tell you how you should live your life? To love? To dream? If your answer is no, then why bother telling this to people who just want to love the way they want to love? When you, yourself, won't tolerate it either?
That being said,just let them love.
