I’m having a really hard time right now knowing who to open up to about my life. I’m struggling to draw the line of when to correct people and when to respect their opinion. I was taught most my life to not speak unless spoken to and ridiculed for almost every idea that came out of my mouth. I’m in the slow process of reworking my brain in understanding not everyone needs to like me because in the end we die by ourselves anyway. With that being said, most of you that follow me know by now from what I post on my story what I stand for and what I believe in… and if you in the slightest disagree please feel free to unfollow me. I am not asking for anything but BASIC HUMAN RIGHTS, to respect others and to simply not stand for what could cause someone to subsequently end their own life. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, do not call yourself Christian while holding a poster board of a dead fetus, don’t call yourself a Child of God while you pass the laws that cause kids to be terrified to go to school, AND DO NOT throw out random Bible quotes like you didn’t make a barista cry at Starbucks two hours prior. I’m only a very small minority in this country that doesn’t feel safe. I CANNOT imagine being trans or black or pregnant or Muslim or any thing but a WHITE STRAIGHT MALE in this country right now. Honestly even not being a middle aged straight women who believes we are in 1950 is terrifying. I’ve seen the shift in my church, which is a disappointment in itself, and I’ve seen the change in people around me. I don’t care if I have known you my whole life, or if you are my own blood. If you think that putting laws in place just because “your God” said too is a good enough reason to defend why a child went and k*led them self because they couldn’t BE THEMSELF??? Then I’m done here. I’m sorry to the parents burying their children. I’m sorry to all the kids terrified of dying, that are being bullied and that feel trapped. I’m so fucking sorry that we are failing you. Everything in me wants to believe this will get better, that we’ll make it out, we’ll change their minds… but how can I when I don’t feel safe anymore.