Q = QUEER. LillBlu’s A to Z challenge.. 17/7/19
I was called Queer the other day and I actually felt pretty mad about it.
My best friend and I were at the park with BB3 and BB4, they were happily playing on the swings and my friend and I were sat on the benches. It was a warm sunny day and we were just messing about and relaxing, minding our own business and I decided to lay down across the bench to soak up a little more sun, laying my head in my friends lap for some cushioning.
It hadn’t occurred to me that anyone would make assumptions. I hadn’t even thought about the fact that my best friend was a lesbian (and looked like the stereotypical one too) and that this could possibly offend someone. How wrong was I.
As we sat/laid there soaking up the sun and chatting away to each other, this mid forties, pencil skirted, prissy looking woman totted over in her high heals, coughed to get our attention and then, in a manner I can only describe as blatantly offensive, told us both that we should be ashamed of ourselves portraying such relationships around such young and impressionable minds. She then went on to call us both queers and told us to keep our ways to ourselves.
Needless to say we were both gobsmacked. My best friend is a lesbian but I am also bi-sexual and so this woman’s words riled us both to the point where we felt uncomfortable being there and we decided to leave, upsetting the kids in the process.
I have never been made to feel bad for my sexuality before and to have it happen in such innocuous circumstances as this where there wasn’t even anything untoward going on, just borrowing a friends lap for a few moments rest, makes it even more upsetting. I have a new found respect and compassion for people who have to go through this kind of thing on a regular basis, those who are openly in gay relationships and take flak for it.
These people are true warriors in my book. No one should face discrimination from anyone, for any reason, ever.