The LGBTQ community is having a collective realization and it involves you.
My daughter and I were driving in the car when the Dixie Chick's song Gaslighter came on. She asked what it meant and I explained that gaslighting is what happens when someone hurts you, but when you call them on it, they refuse to apologize.
Instead, they say things like "You're being really sensitive!" or "You took it that way, that's not my fault. I wasn't intending to be hurtful." Or the BEST is "I never said that. I think you're imagining that."
Overall, gaslighting creates a sense of confusion, of not being able to trust your gut or the validity of what people say and mean. If you notice your LGBTQ co-workers, family, and friends, looking at you a little strangely, there's a reason.
We're having a collective moment of realizing that while 80% of our nation says they support us, 50+% voted the opposite of that. Their words and their actions are not adding up.
So we're questioning everyone...
When I was 38 I had to come out to my Dad. He was 72. I had been married to a man for 18 years, I had four of his six grandchildren. I can't imagine the bombshell that was for him.
My Dad was born in New England and he spent his entire childhood there, son of an accountant and the local Masonic lodge leader. After high school, he joined the Coast Guard. After that he was an ironworker, building almost every bridge on the seacoast.
There's an infamous story, happened way before I was born. He and his crew were working in the 70s on a skyscraper in Hartford, CT. On their lunch break, they unwittingly wandered into a gay bar. You can imagine how that went down. The cops were eventually called to break up the fight and Dad was thrown in jail. My mom left him there for the night. (I LOVE THIS STORY, my dad was in JAIL, you guys.)
In an effort to save their marriage which was on the rocks from the...