Love in a Modern World

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Love in a modern world, love is love. Yet, there are still people who judge someone for who they love. I mean it shouldn’t be like this, but it is. I think it’s bullshit we still live in a world where it’s frowned upon to date someone of the same sex or date someone that transitioned into another gender. Does it really matter what another person is doing? I for one don’t judge because it’s not my job to. I don’t care if Sally likes Sue or Jake likes James. If they love each other or want to be with each other it shouldn’t ever matter what someone else thinks. It is hard to deal with someone judging you though, I know firsthand. Have had a lot of people judge me because of the color of my skin, or the size of my body. Even for how I come off as a person. So, what! I don’t care if you like me, I don’t care if you don’t like how I look or who I love. I love men and I love women, period. Yes, I said it I love both. I know I’ll get a lot of heat from my family if they read this, but I don’t care anymore. I am bisexual, and that’s okay because it’s what I AM. I finally realized it a few months ago and have decided to just accept. I remember the first time I said it out loud and how relieved I was to finally admit it to myself. I find myself at a standstill with it still though, because I am afraid of my family accepting me the way I am. I have done a lot of questionable things in my life and have let them down time and time again. Now, I am a college student with a full-time job on a path I’ve chosen for myself, and I think I am doing good. Maybe one day I can be honest with them. For now, I’ll take it one day at a time. One step at a time because moving too fast may cause chaos and that’s something I don’t need in my life. At least right now. You’d say I was scared and yes, I am. Very. But that’s how it is at first, you’re scared and then you free yourself. You love, you love and give to lose time after time but sometimes the love truly does conquer all! So, with that, be who you are! Don’t be afraid to be who you are because you are who you are for a reason. We were all made differently and should all be accepted for who we are. There will always be someone who will try to bring us down, the only thing we can do is ignore the hatred and try to be different than them. Love is love and everyone deserves to be loved.

 

Look out for next week’s post, don’t have a name yet but will give an update during the week! 

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