The Thing About Being LGBT+ Is, At Some Point In Your Childhood, No Matter How Accepting Your Parents

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Generation Z

Generation Z was born with the tragedy of 9/11 shadowing our birth certificates. A warning signal of what’s to come in the rest of our lives.

Because we grew up going to class with four— yes, four— of our classmates raising their hands and having scars on their arms being exposed. No one says anything because it’s too common for the guidance counselor to deal with, so everyone adverts their eyes instead.

We have, time and time again, gone to class only to hide under our desks for four hours not being sure whether the alarm blaring in or ears is a drill or not. Texting your parents worried because nobody knows what’s going on, and all you can do is hope that this is one of the dozens of drills you have each month and not one of the hundreds of school shootings every year.

We’re afraid to go to concerts and movie theaters and malls, and the general fucking outside world with our friends or family because of the terrorism displayed on the news. We’re scared of ending up dead every time we leave our house because the chances of it happening are more likely than it not.

We grew up in a mental health crisis and a new age of terrorism and violence. We don’t have memories of being happy, because as soon as we became self aware we knew what was going on around us.

And every time we say something to make things better for the next generation after us; every time we cry or slit our wrists just like we know to do oh so well; every time we try to do anything in the our lives we’re told that we’re too young to understand. That we have nothing to fear.

And when we’re dead, what do we have to fear then?

When we’re dead, will we finally be heard?

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i think the way i’m going to come out to my parents is through my college essay. there’s just a lot i need to tell them and it might as well also be sent to the schools i’m applying to because they want something real, not just oh hah sports injury essay. let’s just hope my english teacher isn’t homophobic.

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i just want someone to love and i’m ngl i’m pretty lonely but i know i’m not good in relationships so for now i will be mentally dating lily evans thank you for coming to my ted talk.

Remember guys, even though Dan is officially out. He has specifically stated in this video that he and Phil want to keep this part of their life private. RESPECT THEM!

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