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bleedingangel84) wrote2013-02-08 04:04 pm
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ACK!
Sometimes my family really makes me want to blow out my brains from sheer and utter frustration. I feel that way quite frequently. Today, my grandmother was telling me about something that happened on "The View" this morning. She was telling me that they'd had a gay couple on there, and one man was serenading his husband. She went on to mention that the couple was interracial. She then went on to say that it was disgusting, and that if that was the best they could do, "The View" needed to be taken off the air. I don't know whether she was more disgusted by the mixing of two races, the homosexuality of the couple or something else entirely, but I found her attitude on this disgusting and intolerable. I didn't offer a word in response because I didn't want to start a fight, but it really made me steaming fucking mad, in addition to hurting me.
It hurts me that someone I care about so much could be that closed-minded. It makes me scared to be open or share anything at all with her. The bad part is, she's the person I spend the overwhelming majority of my time with. She's the one who takes care of me most often, and the rest of my family is hardly any better. Having to deal with their attitudes is akin to swallowing poison, and I can't stand it. How the hell did I come from them? And how can I keep from going crazy? God, I hate this so much.
Edit: Having just watched what my grandmother termed "disgusting", I have to say that I found the two of them incredibly cute. They've been together as a couple for twenty-one years. How many hetero couples can claim that in this day and age? My grandmother's assessment makes me incredibly sad. An expression of love is never disgusting, regardless of differences in gender or race. These homophobic, bigoted relatives of mine are going to drive me insane, I swear. I wish I didn't have to be around them. I just feel like crying.
It hurts me that someone I care about so much could be that closed-minded. It makes me scared to be open or share anything at all with her. The bad part is, she's the person I spend the overwhelming majority of my time with. She's the one who takes care of me most often, and the rest of my family is hardly any better. Having to deal with their attitudes is akin to swallowing poison, and I can't stand it. How the hell did I come from them? And how can I keep from going crazy? God, I hate this so much.
Edit: Having just watched what my grandmother termed "disgusting", I have to say that I found the two of them incredibly cute. They've been together as a couple for twenty-one years. How many hetero couples can claim that in this day and age? My grandmother's assessment makes me incredibly sad. An expression of love is never disgusting, regardless of differences in gender or race. These homophobic, bigoted relatives of mine are going to drive me insane, I swear. I wish I didn't have to be around them. I just feel like crying.