a great perhaps

I often forget how discriminated homosexuality can be. I have lived in such a world where it’s wronged, sinned, blackened- And yet I’ve found such a supportive group of people that I forget that it’s not “normal”. It’s only until that moment of clarity, the moment that slaps you in the face. Like a train slamming on it’s breaks, screeching… Almost hitting you right there on the tracks… But missing you all together. It’s that moment where I realize how fucked up this world can be, and how I would do anything to change it.