So when Danae told me she was gay, I told her I didn't care and that I would be just fine walking through the mall with her and her girlfriend hold hands.
That happened today. And if I am honest with myself, I was uncomfortable. And I don't know why.
I really don't care if she's gay. And I really don't care if the whole world knows. But when I saw that they were holding hands, I did a double take. Now why did I do that?
And when we ran into one of my coworkers, I turned to introduce Danae and Annette, and they had disappeared. I asked her about it later, and she said she didn't want it to be an issue for me at work. I told her that I didn't care. No one I work with is perfect or has perfect lives. If they think less of me or my family because one (or more) of my kids are gay, they can get right the hell over it and kiss my large pale butt in the process.
But why was I uncomfortable? I am really bothered by this.
Guh. What the heck?
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6 years ago