something that I found on Damien1905's journal on Deviant Art. It's something that I've seen all over the next, with various lines. Some have been repeated, but that's not my fault, since I got this list from two different places.

THERE IS MENTION OF DEATH AND ABUSE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

I have one more thing to say, I am the female who came out, but is ridiculed for being me.

I found this, sitting on myspace, and I thouight that this wa somethign that needs to look at. Studie prove, 3 out of 5 people are romantically or sexually attracted to the same sex. Be it Bi, Gay, or Lesbian. Many people are subjected to being critisized.

As of August 3rd a hospital in michigan, refused to give medical attention to a 6yr old girl who attained an eptilectical seziure jsut becuase her mother was a domestic parter of another woman, the daughter ont he other hand was born with an anomally of her body only 1 of 37 women have, being born with male reprodructive organs. so as to show you what I found

Homophobia-

If you agree with this and feel you have some connection with a phrase below, repost this!

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

I am the man who fears that I will never be able to be myself, to be free of this secret because I won't risk loosing my family and friends.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me. (me) [Just bc i'm not like eveyone else. I was supposed to grow up to be wanting make-up, dresses, skirts and all those girl things. I'm not like that. I wanna ride quads, build a barn, fight. stuff like that. Society has pushed me away bc I'm different.] (Broken-Heart6)

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

I am a guy that can never find love because of the way everyone treats us.

I am the boy who is afraid to finish school in fear for being shot in the back jsut becuase I find guys cute.

This one happened to a wonderful friend.

I am the girl who came out and found support from the most unlikely place, the internet. I meet the person and found out they were a sexual predator. I quickly found the officer cold to my plight as soon as she found out that I'm a lesbian and was raped by a woman. I am also the female who found her self ODing on pain killers and hanging from my ceiling.

This happened to a wonderful friend quite a while ago. I finally got the entire story. May she rest in peace, and may no one else feel the pain that she did.