
I miss L.A. I miss the people there. I miss the times I spent with friends and the sense of ease and cool on people's minds. Where the attitude of "Let Live" was more the norm than a slogan. Working here in Texas is more about survival than it is about ease. I work everyday here in West Texas and at night. It can be desolate traveling between towns and pure darkness all around. My job with at-risk youths can be fulfilling but it's still not enough for me. When I spend most of my waking hours in getting to know these kids, I realize how limited I can take my relationship with them. They will never know that I am gay unless I tell them. And if I tell them, then that means that I'm quitting or I want to get fired. It just sucks to work in Texas, especially for the state, when you're a sexual minority, and especially working in the educational realm or working with teen youths.
Just because I'm attracted to men, don't mean I'm a pedophile. Sure, every gay man can find attraction in working with teenagers, but a hetero man can also be attracted to a young female teen. That doesn't mean he's going to rape her. One must control one's actions and be professional, but that goes for any line of work. But of course, there's a double standard for sexual minorities. It's assumed in our culture that sexual minorities working with young teens or in the educational area, are going to molest those under their care, which is wrong of our culture. Ironically, if every gay, bi, lesbian, trans-gendered, or queer teacher in the US, regardless of state, would publicly come out to their co-workers and students, it would make huge impact on a closest child's life. It may even save that child's life from suicide, even decrease bullying. Such massive act in our country, would deliver the message that being gay does not mean being afraid. We have to dispel this culture of fear if we are to live an equal society. How can we stop bullying or youth suicides if we, sexual minorities, are forced to be closeted at our work.
Yeah, I feel guilty everyday for who I am and for what I've not done as being gay. I've had to still avoid talk about my personal life to my co-workers so that I can keep my job and not be unemployed. Don't get me wrong, I'm truly blessed to have a job. I am paying my bills on time and slowly but surely getting out of debt. But at what price? I feel less in the 21st century than I do living in the McCarthy Era of the 1950s in rural America, secreting meeting other gays behind closed doors like I'm in the Mattachine Society. I feel like a cockroach, hiding in the corners of society. I just can't believe I'm in the same damn situation as if I'm still under the DADT in the military. We need stop this crap, this discrimination, this hate. We need ENDA. Cause my country still treats me like crap, even as working gay veteran. We deserve more.







