[thetribe]

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am a male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

So the sister who loves her brother whether he is gay or not, the parents who had to put their daughter in the ground, the child who loved their parents no matter who their PARENTS loved and was taken away from them, the man who got hit, the father who never hugged his son because affection was wrong in his eyes, the son who never saw that his father loved him, and the woman who had a dream of teaching what she loved but switched to another to keep people from ridiculing her will have to answer to God about their immorality?