A short treatise on allowing yourself to dare to dream
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In favour of same-sex marriage
Imagine for a moment that you are gay. As a youngster, this is not something you were insanely masochistic enough that you would have chosen it had it been a choice, but in any case it was not. As an adult, you’re now well-adjusted enough, but still rather regret your sexuality, not least because you grew up surrounded by messages that said it meant you weren’t ‘normal’ or ‘healthy’. Imagine the isolation and fear you felt when strangers, peers and friends alike made derisive jokes about gay people or casually used the word ‘gay’ to mean stupid or awful, not to mention some people's expressions of disgust nor the recurring wide tacit and express acceptance of the self-righteously aggressive tone in which this sometimes came. Imagine that growing up, your sexuality was a secret that you kept from even your very closest friends and family members until you were 18, and from many others for much longer, because you were afraid of what they might think and how they might react. Imagine...
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