blue and pink..black or white?

When the last thing you wanna do is hurt the ones you love, would you rather hurt yourself?

It breaks my heart to be judged by the people I love the most… To be seen as a big mistake… a sheep gone astray… a freak of nature… but most painfully, to cause shame in our family.

Why?

Because I fell in love with a SHE instead of a HE?

Are we to be judged by the choice of who we love?

I asked my Hindu friend about their stand on same sex relationships. He said that where love is present, it doesn’t matter whatever the form is…. And yes, I thought “all we need is love,” that sometimes, some things just don’t matter.

I wish our hearts have built in switches, which you could turn on and off as often as you’d like, I wish they have built in radars, with a red light that would go off as if saying “Off Limits!” or “Danger!”, whenever we come across the wrong person. But could we really teach our hearts? Could we really set limits or expectations as to what it should do, or who it should love? If we indeed could teach our hearts, then why don’t they teach theirs to love their daughter just as she is.

Who tells us it’s the right or wrong person to love?The quoted verses in the bible?What if you don’t read the bible, say you’re Hindu, do you burn in hell just the same?

In a world full of different ideologies, philosophies, religion and practices, who judges the right from wrong? Who says which is black or which is white? Is it God?

For me, God is someone who has always been there for me, whether I was good or bad—it didn’t matter. When I’m weak, He is my pillar of strength…when I’m distressed, He is my comfort zone. He never failed me…and when I prayed to him to give me someone to love, He gave me her.

Now that I have her, they say it’s wrong. They say it’s against God’s will. If this is how the world works then maybe I don’t really know God.

It hurts to live in a world where people value written verses, instead of people’s feelings.

It hurts to live in a world where you are judged by WHO you love not by HOW you love.

When the last thing you wanna do is hurt the ones you love, would you rather hurt yourself?

Will I give up my happiness to fulfill my parents’ expectations…

Would I hurt her?... and would I hurt myself?

I guess not. Because I believe in the concept that God is unconditional. He is a God who never chooses. God loves all no matter the status, race, or gender. He loves even the sinners. If God doesn’t choose who to love, then who are we to choose? Who are we to say loving this person is wrong?