TO MY BELOVED GAYS

Is it the year 2012? The government is still trying to tell its people who they can love, as if it’s any of their fricken business! Land of the free … my ass.

I am appalled, and feel panicked at the thought of not being able to marry my husband. Having experience with the light and struggle of gays in this so-called modern age, my sister, who I adore, is one of my favorite people, and can make me laugh like no other. I watched her strife and angst as a teenager, trying to be true to herself, while being raised in a very religious home (we will get into that later). It was like watching a train wreck, seeing her go through all the stages of coming out to a disapproving parental unit. Some of my favorite people have been gay men, God love you, a man with a bitchy wit, and a keen sense of all things fabulous. If you want to know the truth … ask a gay man. I once had a gay man, sitting at a neighboring table in a chic restaurant, take me to the side and inform me that my “weave” was not working … if you’re out there, thank you.

To my darling sister, and all of you; I support, respect, and admire the tenacity with which you demand the right to be who you are meant to be!

-Reigan