I've been dealt with so much prejudice, discrimination and hate lately that I really don't know how to handle it anymore. Just to set the record straight ( oh the irony) , prejudice, discrimination and hate rarely come out in outright bursts anymore. People are too educated and polite to do that now. It slips through in the meanings implied through people's words, in the 'meaningful' advice that people give and the look in people's eyes when they realize that you're different. 

The fact of the matter is why do you care about the way I choose to lead my life. Even though I don't believe in living my life the way other people choose to does not make me any less of a human being. It does not make my relationship any less significant than others. Yesterday, a friend of mine looked me in the eye and told me that my relationship for the last past 5 years might have just been a platonic friendship that I have mistaken as something more. This is a relationship that I've poured my heart and soul into keeping it alive for the past 5 years and she goes on and says this nonchalantly. I don't know where to begin to even address the ignorance that went into saying this comment. 

 I understand that people go through different experiences in life and these experiences shape the person's outlook on life. What I don't get is how anyone can really be genuinely changed. I believe that despite whatever that goes on around you, there is a spark in you that remains that same. The core of a person still remains the same. My friend told me about how she's met the right people and how they have helped her to see what is right. She made it sound as if she was sober, as if it was some sort of addiction that you could get rid of if you attended meetings with the right people, sort of like AA. Almost as if like she was battling a disease and fortunately met the right doctors.  She said that at times, she could feel herself slipping back into her old ways.

 When she spoke to me, her words sounded foreign, like they weren't hers. It was as though she was repeating someone else's words. It made me wonder who got so deep into her skin until they could mould her heart and shape her thoughts. I wonder what did they say to her to make her feel wrong enough so that she would wanna be right. I wonder whether she felt ashamed because she could have been different. I wonder what it took to convince her of the fact that what she felt was wrong. I wonder whether she did it to fit in.

I hope you find peace in your choices. I hope that you will never have to look back and wonder 'what if.' I hope that the words of people around you will always suffice. I hope that you will never regret. I hope that you find yourself soon enough and realize that you are right just the way you are.

As for myself, I will continue to hold on and fight for my love. If one day we do fall out of love, it will not be because I was too scared to try or because I wanted to make the people around me happy. Till then, I will continue fighting.