Okay, okay. So this is a few days late for Valentine’s Day, but this was a fun little exchange and my first interaction with a real life homophobic bigot! I always picture homophobes as a spreading a more subtle sort of mind poison with the Fred Phelps types being the extremes that get a disproportionate amount of publicity from the media for just being more loud about it, not the homophobic cartoon you see in bad LGBT fiction. But lo and behold, this is a true story.

It started in back in September, I posted an image with a quote from Louis CK about gay marriage on my Facebook page. This one, in fact:

 

Not a particularly hilarious image, but I agree with the sentiment. It should also be noted I have always been very outspoken about gay rights, even when I was still in the proverbial closet. I had posted numerous things like this on my Facebook page before without incident.

If you follow my Deviantart, you’ve probably seen this exchange in one of my journal posts. This is an elaboration of that exchange. 

So I randomly get a response from a girl I knew in high school. We weren’t particularly close friends. More like we had a few classes together, therefore we friended each other on Facebook to be polite. I don’t even remember who added who first.

Anyhoo, I hadn’t heard anything from her until this post:

Lovely, right? For hating gays so much, she sure put an awful lot of detail in the glory hole comment. But wait, there’s more!

The next dozen comments are a legion of friends essentially calling her out before I decided to just block her. I figured it wasn’t a huge loss and not worth having that crap on my wall. And with that I thought it was over. Good riddance.

I should preface this second part with an apology to my readers. I’m horrible at responding to private messages. I just don’t bother checking my inbox on a regular basis and when I do, I’m presented with an influx of old messages sometimes several months old.

In the case of Facebook, the prompt for private messages from non-friends isn’t as obvious as when you get a message from people on your friends list. I had just found this part of my private messages and were cleaning them out when I found this one specific note. What I didn’t realize was that wasn’t my supposed friend posting at all but rather her husband using her account.

I know this because he sent a message saying so back in October. I just didn’t see it until a few days ago . . . on Valentine’s Day. Talk about wonderful timing!

 

Yes, a special V-Day message on how I’m a lesbian because no man will ever love me. I don’t get where he thinks I’m single being that it’s right there on my fb page that I’m in a relationship and have been for six years but whatever. I doubt deductive reasoning is his strong suit. :/

Also I “would even make dirt look worse”? So does that mean I’m more attractive than dirt then? Thanks? I guess?

Maybe I’m just petty and have this compulsion to have the last word in a good “debate”. But here it is four months later and I just had to respond. (Apologies to my more religious readers). Also, I’d like to thank my friend Keith for helping me with the second part.

 

I haven’t got a response yet. I normally try to keep things more civil, but this guy’s such a homophobic cartoon that I can’t take him seriously.

I can’t help but wonder if my former friend shares the same views towards gays as her husband. It makes me wonder what he’s doing lurking on his wife’s facebook account harassing her friends. I would hope that, assuming she is a decent human being, that she comes to her senses and dumps this guy. Also, and this is the one part I find most disheartening, I know some of that is going to rub off on their kids.

The point of me posting this besides publicly shaming this guy is to point out the one silver lining on my end. It prompted me to finally come out to my family (note the ‘liking chicks’ comment in my initial response) which they all read and sent emails in support. They’re all cool with it (albeit totally not surprised). I probably would have kept putting it off otherwise. I guess you could say this was an icebreaker.

And thusly I can now be as gay as I want without having to worry about hiding it from people. The people who matter already know and have been awesome about it so really none of this has phased me personally in the least.

Moral of the story: Stick to your guns and just be you. I spent years of my life agonizing over that one part of myself and whether or not I should openly express it specifically because I was afraid of what people like that would say. As I got older, I got braver and eventually stopped caring what other people think. Honestly I was surprised by how unaffected I was by everything he said. When people try to push you around, just push back.

In the end, my girlfriend had a good laugh at this and then went out for dinner. All in all, best Valentine’s Day ever. :D