The look of realization in her eyes will haunt me forever.
"Grandma, I'm a lesbian."
The impact of my words hit her like a speeding bus.
She would never see her first grandchild,
whom she held in her arms as a baby,
walk down the aisle.
I would never marry,
not because I don't want to,
but because the government doesn't want me to.
They believe I am immoral, disgusting.
They say my marriage would destroy
the social structure of society.
They say I don't deserve rights as a human being.
Those people vote to decide my future.
And it terrifies me.
What will they do next?
Will they protect me from the hate crimes I might endure?
Will they deny me other "inalienable" rights
that so many take for granted?
It sickens me that we live in a society
that would willingly vote to take my rights away.
I am gay, but I am also human.
And this is all that should matter.