Thursday, May 20, 2010

Sheltered Problems

I grew up in a Christian home, with parents who are very old fashion and straight laced, and the town where I grew up is very sheltered. Now with this kinda life growing up one would think that I would hold the same morals as my parents and those around me, but I don't. In fact my morals differ from my parents so much that I do not think it would make them very excited to know about. Growing up in my church we were told a lot by our pastors and elders and one of the things we were taught was that it is wrong to be attracted to someone of the same sex as yourself, and that basically if you are then their is something wrong with you. I thankfully grew up and started to form my own opinions and morals of what is right and wrong, but when I was a kid all my role models and people who I looked up to were the ones who formed all my opinions and morals for me, so I personally think that the leaders in the church and in my life should not have pushed their own opinions about gays onto me, and let me decide on my own what I think is right.

Now that I am older and not so impressionable, I decided that being a homosexual is not wrong and that their is no chemical imbalance or anything like that wrong with people who decide that they are attracted to their same sex. I also think that every person should have their own choice to decide who they like and are attracted to and who they want to sleep with or get married to. It is an individual choice not a community choice, and personally I think that all the churches and religions need to butt out of an individuals private matters, because it is that individuals own choice, no one else's.

Another problem that I have encountered being sheltered all my life, besides not being able to make up my own morals when I was younger, was the fact that I was never shown how to rightly act in front of a trans-gender person. I do not know what the proper thing to say is, or even what the proper thing to call them by, like as in mister or miss. I wish that I did know, because it makes me feel like an awful person not knowing, because then I am afraid the person will not like me, and I do not enjoy not being liked.

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