Dammit.

[bubosquared]

a few of my close friends are gay too, and i still think it is wrong even thought i love them.
(From 'reviews' of Nat's U2 slash.)

Things like this make me want to curl up in a corner and glare at the world. (Or alternatively, seek out this person's friends and comfort them.)

Just. "Hate the sin, love the sinner" does. not. work for me, you know? I've always been lucky in that my friends are all gay, bi or accepting. (Or maybe not lucky, since I met most of my friends through slashdom, either directly or indirectly, so the accepting thing is par for the course.) I can only try to imagine having a friend, someone close to you, someone you care for, say things like "I think it's disgusting that you fall in love with people of your own sex, but I still love you." Even just imagining it hurts.

Every now and then something happens that makes me stop taking for granted how good I have it. I'm out to my family, I'm out to my coworkers, I'm out to my friends, I'm out to pretty much everyone as gay (and as a slash writer), and I can afford to not care about what strangers think of me, because the people that matter to me accept me as I am. And most of the time, I take all this in stride, which makes things like this even more of a smack in the face.

I am an obnoxious git. I need to be smacked in the head on a more regular basis to be reminded of my luck. Any takers?

Sigh. Maybe I just need a change of music.

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[meacoustic.livejournal.com]

It's not like Amanda rejects the fact that I'm gay, or denies that I am, or anything like that. She understands that it's part of who I am and never has she asked me to even consider denying that part of myself. I'm proud of her for accepting me for who I am, and accepting others, despite it being contrary to her religious beliefs.

I don't know if I ever told you this, but her sister came out last year as being a lesbian, and Amanda's reaction was "I want to write her a letter and let her know that even if Mom and Dad and everyone else isn't okay with it, I am." Homosexuality may be a sin in her book, but Amanda's not above being friends with us sinners. One of the reasons we get along as well as we do is because she doesn't push her religious beliefs on anyone. It's like she has this "I'm not going to push my beliefs on to you as long as you don't push yours on me" philosophy. And just as I'm happy to answer whatever she asks me about being gay, she always answers the questions I have about Mormonism.

It certainly makes for some interesting late-night philosophical discussions. And people wonder why I never get any sleep! :-)

[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's like Vali says below, the difference between "it makes me uncomfortable because I don't think it's right" and "I think it's sick and you're going to burn in eternal hell and I never want to even be aware of the fact that you are like this."

Or something.