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Make life easier for those around you, not harder.
Every person you know is fighting their own great battle. Few of us ever know what those battles entail, and so often we say and do things that push others deeper and harder into the front lines of those battles. I know such has been the relentless lifelong reality for me.
Love a person for the person that they are.
Or dislike them for the person that they are.
But don’t love or dislike them for the sole reason that they see people differently than you do. Don’t love or dislike them because they experience the world differently than you do.
And please don’t eternally and wholly define them with sexual labels just because they were among those who finally found the courage to acknowledge their truth.
Please don’t eternally and wholly define me with a sexual label.
You have a little more information about me. So what.
Let me keep being me.
Because I’m still me.
I’m still the same son.
The same brother.
The same grandson.
The same friend.
The same neighbor.
The same colleague.
The same blogger you have all come to know.
I’m still the same person.
The person who, as you now all understand more affectingly, has such deep and personal reasons for wanting this world to be a more loving place.
A person who wants to find true love someday.
A person who wants to be happy.
A person who just wants the ability to be who he is.
A person who has struggled for so long. A person who will need time to work everything out. A person who has a long and motivating journey ahead of him as he learns more truth about who he is, how he feels about it, and why.
Today’s post is an extremely small part of what I’m sure is to come on this journey. Learning to embrace who I am and love this part of me comes next.
Because right now I don’t. Not really.
I share this because I hope that it gets better by doing so. No other reason.
While in general I plan to keep blogging as usual, over the next few weeks I will be sharing much more of the intimate journey that brought me to this point. Not because I think it will make fantastic entertainment (believe me, if I actually post this it will be a miracle), but because experience has taught me that writing honestly about it really helps me and it might just help others. It might help those going through it and those who love those who are going through it. Maybe it will help those who have already been there.
Some of the journey is uplifting. Some of it dark. It is what it is.
For that reason, I’ll ask that if you haven’t, please go read I’m Christian, Unless You’re Gay. What was shared in that piece is by far more important than any of this; it’s more important than me.
And please leave your comment below.
As for me, I am going to crawl into a corner for a while and hope that at least a few people I care about are still there when I come back out again (no pun intended).
My dear friends and readers, I desperately hope that all of you are still here when I come back out again.
I need your love more than ever.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
“I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.” ― Frederick Douglass
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a great battle.” ~Philo of Alexandria