As you all know Donald Trump was recently elected to be the 45th President of the United States. This is caused people to terrorize fellow American citizens, neighbors and strangers alike. Going on rampages that literally do no fix a darn thing. Besides that, apparently because Donald Trump is pro-life, pro-biblical marriage and wants to get a better control on immigration, America is a little upset. One thing I have seen I have seen from friends and even some family members is this phrase, and I’m paraphrasing it, “Since you are pro-Trump, please tell all of your LGBTQ and other color friends that they don’t matter.” The very thing I see from this is assumptions. Assumptions that say that I don’t love you.
Taking a step back to my childhood, I was a very different person growing up from all the others children. When I was in the fifth grade, other kids were so mean to me, without cause. They were relentless, and never seemed to miss a beat. It followed me all the way to high school. It got bad so many times, I won’t lie. I wanted to stop…I didn’t want to be here anymore. Luckily my parents loved to read my messages from the service since they paid the bills. They got to me in time. During all the time, I was bullied it was because of the way I felt about my friends. I’m a loveable guy and I like to hug people, friends, family and strangers. Growing up I was taught by peers that hugging men was unacceptable. “So you’re telling me I can’t hug my best guy friend who I call my brother? Nah, get out of here with that crap.” That became my mentality and still I’m not to hug my friends.
Honestly, I have lost so many friend and family in the past four years I can’t help it. Every day when I wake up I think to myself, are they next? Who is it going to be? I must hug my friends because I don’t if it will be the last time I get to see them. Every single day I look at the next person a little longer, and a little longer than the last time. I live like this friend may walk out the door and I will never, ever see them again. This leads me to the all point of this above. The point is YOU MATTER!
I have friends who are black, white, tan, brown, gay, lesbian, transgender or whatever they want to put on themselves, I don’t care, but know this, you matter to me. I see on social media that have been saying that have lost friends. To mine, please know that, if I didn’t want you as a friend, I wouldn’t have you. But obviously, I do and I’m not going to explain to you that you don’t matter to me. I can’t explain how much I love you, I can’t explain that when you become my friend, I instantly love you. I love you for who you are and who you chose to be. We are all different in unique ways of our own accord. Whatever you chose, know that you matter.
