On pins and needles. Please let me know your thoughts.
[you never get a bad reprieve]
story for X.
I was born with all sorts of health problems and all kinds of symptoms. I was not capable of living with that. I had so many ideas, from drugs to a lot of different ways to have a better life. I grew up in the same community of farmers in Southwestern Ontario and was trained in various national institutions to speak English in the area. I was also a gay person who was the only single person to get married and serve a country. Mom and dad were like, “We are living in some way,” and I couldn’t be on their side.
When I was in the closet, one of the things I had to look into was whether or not it was OK to be gay in your church.
“You never get a bad reprieve.” And you didn’t get to hate your parents and your future partner, and you never even knew it was okay.
A church member, my wife, and his friends had got together in St. Denis, Toronto. I always loved that they lived in that church. The people living in that church were loving gay people, and the people living in that church were people who are in God’s presence.
I was invited to come speak at a party and I knew I wanted to talk about the church, so I asked my pastor, “What’s your idea of gay liberation? Is this what you would do?” He said, “I believe that I believe one day our world is being changed, a world that will have positive repercussions for all of us, and yet you just continue to insist that we are right now living in that world.”
When I first came to the church, he had said, “Well, I believe my people are right living in this world, and it has been completely changing over the last couple of years. But I realized, I am gay, and I am gay!” I told him, “Well, you have to be here. You have to be here
with me.”
I said at the party, “You should really be with your family and I have been with them for a long time.”
Then I remember I was in the kitchen, a group of people came and joined me because I was wearing a pink dress, and they were really gay-friendly. They were in a room and they were watching the movies, watching me eat, watching me eat, watching me eat.
And they stood up and talked, and I was sitting at the coffee table. And they were just like these big dogs. And they were like, “Do you know what?”
They said, “No. I’m not there because I love your family and I have all of these relationships. I could never tell them I support you and I’m not here because I have too much connection. We all have too much connections.”
I had no idea. It went completely flat. I didn’t know. And they were like, “No. No. I love your family and I love your friends and we love you so badly.”
I didn’t know how to deal with that, only when I got there.
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