I went to Starbucks the other day and behind the register was this tall, slim transgender. I could sense her nervousness. She was probably waiting for me to judge her. But I didn't and I don't.
I used to work with a gay dude that was pretty cool. He used to act and had been the star of a movie. He was handsome and had plenty of potential. In September he was discovered by his nephew hanging in his closet. I was sad to learn that. That man struggled with who he was to the point that he took his own life.
I know a few gay women personally. They are good people. I'd never make them feel less than for who they are, whether it's a choice, biology or a combination of both. It's not my job to make life hell for anyone.
Like many other brehs, my only issue is people trying to force the shyt on you constantly like you have to accept it or be labeled homophobic... I could give a fukk less what they do behind closed doors, just don't be expecting no endorsements or support...
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