The other day, I wrote my mom an email. Back at Thanksgiving, we had a conversation- the only actual conversation that we have ever had in all the years that she has known that I am bi about the topic. While it went better than I expected, it wasn’t great. Amongst other things, she told me that one’s sexuality should only be between oneself and partner/s, and that it “shouldn’t be made an agenda of without good reason.” I told her that she was wrong and that i would just finish the conversation via email because I had a lot to say and didn’t feel like being interrupted. It took me a while but I finally wrote it. I believe that more public-facing writing will come of it but there is one thing that I want to share with everyone.
There is a damned good reason to, as she put it, “make an agenda” of it, I informed her. The fact of the matter is that I am in a position where I have the luxury of being able to be very vocal about it with little risk of significant ramification when so many others don’t. Make no mistake, I told her, this is a luxury.
The fact of the matter is that people are being murdered, raped, tortured every day merely for being who they are, how they identify and present themselves to the world, and who they love. If that isn’t a good enough reason for me to speak about these things then damn, I don’t even know what to say to you.