Life is so Gay.

There is no easy way to begin with this subject. So, how about I start at the beginning:

My parents are nine years apart, met in the military, married 6 months after meeting, had children not too much later. Four children total, me being the third child.

The marriage was never easy for the two. In the beginning, I would assume it was bearable, but in the later years this was not the case.

My parents quit having sex about two years after my younger sister was born, so about the time I was 6.

My father took out his anger through physical and mental abuse. This was, for some odd reason, to all except for me. Somehow I was not abused nor did I notice this abuse til I was older, near the end of it all. But my father would hurt all of my siblings and my mother. So much so, that it caused my older sister to go through a horrible spout of deep depression. She spent the least amount of time possible at home. My brother went to drugs as a means for relief. I am unaware how my mother dealt with all of this.

At one point in time, when my family went to a very conservative Presbyterian church, my mother went to speak to a pastor about the abuse and the problems in the home, but was dismissed because my father had told him that nothing was wrong.

When I was 12, and in 7th grade, my parents began to fight nearly nightly, and my father started up a relationship with a married woman, and moved out of the house by late November, early December. That year was my first Christmas without my father, and being a daddy's-girl, that was torture.

Well, that summer, we moved to Topeka, KS so that my mom could live near her mother for the financial support she needed while she finished nursing school.

A couple years later, my mom opened up to us children about being lesbian. Something she had been trying to suppress since she was in high school. She thought that marrying would change the way she felt about women, because growing up Christian, she had been taught that being gay was wrong.

I was also raised to believe this too. However, as time has passed, though I do not like what they do, I cannot condemn them for it. For even though they are going against the bible by doing all this, I break at least half of the 10 commandments nearly daily. That which is written about homosexuality is not even one of the ten commandments.

Almost every "true" Christian I have talked to completely dislikes gays and everything the word stands for. One man even tried to tell me that anyone who has sex with someone of the same gender can never get into heaven. When I brought up what Jesus had said, and all the verses that spoke of forgiveness at the time of judgment because of the death of Jesus, he still could not see the arrogance of his statement.

I really would like to raise awareness of gays. Being gay is not a choice and we cannot condemn people for the way they are born. Hating gays is no different than hating blacks or Hitler's hate for Jews.

Please comment and give me advice. It is really hard to have a gay mother and conservative Christian friends.

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