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The Day of Silence was on April 25th, 2008. It is a day for the Lesbian Gay Bisexual and Transgender (LGBT) community to stand up for themselves. I personally never took part in the Day of Silence because I was so in the closet that I knew nothing of the lgbt community except they had a group called Spectrum on college campuses. I have only recently started to be proud of who I am and starting to be my true self. No I am not completely out of the closet but I am out to my parents and some of my friends. No one is ever really completely out because every new person you meet in your life you have to make the decision to tell them or not tell them about your orientation.
My experience with the Day of Silence was back in 2001 even though then I did not know it was called the Day of Silence or what was going on. I remember one of my friends who was bi came to school wearing a shirt that said something like I am not talking today. I thought oohh this should be fun to try and get her to talk during the two classes we had together. I do not remember what we said to each other but when I got her to talk in first period I thought it was funny. She was not mad at me but was just kinda like dang. I do not remember if I got her to talk during the second class we had together or not but now I know what she was doing and I feel bad. I do not remember anyone else I knew doing anything that day like that.
I am not out at work so I will not be taking part in the Day of Silence at work but I will remember it next year and support it. I am so newly out, even though a few people knew about me in high school and college I am no longer ashamed with who I am, that I knew about the Day of Silence but I did not know what day it was until today so once again I missed it. I hope one day to have the strength to stand up for myself and m beliefs on my sexual orientation. At least one thing I did this year on the Day of Silence without realizing it was I wore my bi pride bracelet and my gay pride ring.
My experience with the Day of Silence was back in 2001 even though then I did not know it was called the Day of Silence or what was going on. I remember one of my friends who was bi came to school wearing a shirt that said something like I am not talking today. I thought oohh this should be fun to try and get her to talk during the two classes we had together. I do not remember what we said to each other but when I got her to talk in first period I thought it was funny. She was not mad at me but was just kinda like dang. I do not remember if I got her to talk during the second class we had together or not but now I know what she was doing and I feel bad. I do not remember anyone else I knew doing anything that day like that.
I am not out at work so I will not be taking part in the Day of Silence at work but I will remember it next year and support it. I am so newly out, even though a few people knew about me in high school and college I am no longer ashamed with who I am, that I knew about the Day of Silence but I did not know what day it was until today so once again I missed it. I hope one day to have the strength to stand up for myself and m beliefs on my sexual orientation. At least one thing I did this year on the Day of Silence without realizing it was I wore my bi pride bracelet and my gay pride ring.
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Romilda y Julieta
"The first time I ever
kissed a woman,"
says Julieta,
glass-eyed and
tired-lipped,
"I was fifteen years old."
Anna Rubenstein,
her partner of many years,
touches her fingers to
Julieta's hair.
"It was cold
(we were on a bridge
overlooking the bayou)
and I wasn't
wearing a sweater so Romilda
(that was her name, Romilda)
placed her pacholi smelling
jacket around my shoulders.
I felt like I was getting drunk
on her woody scent. Like I
was drowning..."
Julieta folds her hands and
does not look at Anna.
"And she pulled me close
and I thought I was going
to explode."
"Did you?"
"Yes. I fell in love with
Romilda
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I was....
I
I was once like you
So Careful
Of everything you say
Everything you do...
Yeah.
I was once like you....
It was a battle
Remembering
I wasn't with her
but him, he not she
I was living a life
that would never
be me....
Yeah...
I was just like
you...
Whispering in the dark
Holding her in the
shadows, begging
baby, please don't tell...
They just won't understand...
Yeah...
That was me
too...
I came out so hard
There are still
Rainbow Skidmarks
on the walls
The echoes of my
Screams...
reverberating
down the halls
I can't live that
Way any more
I won't live my life
Hiding behind that
Closet Door...
Th
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Equal Rights Anyone?
Thats so gay!
Youre a fag!
Stupid dyke!
Lesbo!
Do I call you
Idiotic straighty
Oh My God!
You like the opposite sex!
Weirdo!
No,
So why do you hate me
For loving the same sex
For having guy friends
With boyfriends
And gal friends
With girlfriends
Lesbian
Gay
Straight
Bi
Transgender
Questioning
What does it matter?
Its why I hate labels
Its just people loving people
Theres no difference
Except gender
And why does that change everything?
I dont hate you
Dont hate me
Dont hate my friends
Don
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