Heterophobia

Just watched a play called heterophobia. It was about a girl who lives in a gay world, one where everyone is gay and people who were straight are the ones that are strange, the ones who have problems and have a perceived illness. It basically reverses the world we live in.

It made fun of all the straight stereotypes and for a second gives a glimpse of what the world could be like if everything was reversed. And it got me thinking “why do we judge people no matter what their differences are?” “Why do we choose to cause so much pain within others when we know what the pain is like?”

How often do we hear about the hate within a community? How we put others down when they are in the same situation as we once were. When all we wanted at that time was compassion and understanding. Maybe we got it. Maybe we didn’t.

But if we know the depths of the pain and confusion that we went through what makes us want to let someone else go through that all by themselves? And not only do we let them go through it themselves we make it harder for them. Why do we give them all the ignorance and discrimination that we faced?

I know I’ve done it. I know that I’ve been on the receiving end of it. I don’t even think that when I did it, I realized how much of an effect that it would have on that person. I figured, “someone did it to me, its okay if I do it to someone else… right?”