Yes, I snipped it. It was a weak moment of self pity, that isn't as raw as it read.
I have never claimed to be a good person.
I do stand up for those who find it difficult to do that for themselves.
It has gotten me into my share of trouble, but it's worth it.
To dismiss the name calling as having it lost it's meaning by misuse or overuse, is wrong.
Just because it doesn't affect you personally or you can't see that it does someone else, doesn't make it less of a weapon.
It makes it more of one. It is no different than when you become desensitized by armed conflict in other parts of the world.
You become indifferent to the harm that is being caused to others.
When I hear derogatory remarks about peoples physical attributes, it burns.
When I hear derogatory remarks about peoples sexuality, it burns.
When I hear derogatory remarks about someones mental abilities, it burns.
When I hear derogatory remarks about someones gender, it burns.
It is the basis of all hatreds. Finding something different and labeling it as wrong.
To dismiss it as not valid because it is overused or used in the wrong context, is wrong.
It plays right into that fear mongering that it was intended for.
Those who use it and claim immunity because they didn't mean it that way are even worse than those who use it to hurt.
You can't fight back at ignorance. You have to take the fight to the source.
There are few people that actually take the high road. Despite their claims, otherwise.
I don't make that claim, I don't think I could be considered a person who does.
But I ->-bleeped-<-ing try, at the very least. Just hasn't worked out so well, not like I wish it would.
To go through life, ignoring the hurt of others, just because it isn't hurting you, well...
The question is asked, 'how many times you were called...'.
It makes me think of all the times I heard it, eventually growing a very thick skin towards most things.
Except the fact that not everyone has that ability or can find a way to deal with it.
To turn your backs, to ignore that it happens, is just being a part of it.
You have joined in without even knowing it. It's easy to walk away from a fight.
But that doesn't mean you should dismiss it either. You can come back another day.
Sometimes that is a strategy that has to be used. So you can come back.
Walking away from injustice, walking away from bigotry and bullying, perpetuate it.
You acknowledge that they are stronger than you.
I paid my dues, and I am a broken person. I live with it.
But I am not weak. I still fight the good fight, for those who can't. Even for those who won't.
Everyone has their own reasons for what they do. Fine.
Just don't make excuses for it. It weakens you.
I snipped it because that is what I wrote. An excuse.
It doesn't change anything, it wouldn't change anything.
It was a weak moment, and I admit it.
When I do that, I'm not any good at fighting, something that I am good at doing, most of the time.
Hate is fueled by the words that are used.
Words hurt. They can hurt enough that sometimes you can't endure it any longer.
Sometimes people do things that hurt themselves, sometimes it's hard to endure.
My advice is to take the high road. If that isn't possible, then by all means endure the low road.
It's better than standing there at the crossroads with your thumb up your ass making excuses.
Just don't forget that you aren't the only one, there is always someone that needs some help.
It's a touchy subject for me. I have lost too many friends over the years.
With the ability of mass communication, we can become more immune to it, but it will continue.
Or we can use communication to fight it and win. One battle at a time.
Our time as Trans* people is coming, we are winning our civil rights.
We are taking them back, away from the fear mongers.
Those people who call others names, out of their own fears.
We have the right to not ignore it. So don't. You don't have to.
'Yes I am', think about it.
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