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| I should have gotten the license plate number. Next time! (s) |
Today, I was biking through the campus next to me, Babson
College, and some bro in a white SUV shouts at me, “SUP FAGGOT!” This really
caught me off-guard, and I first was not sure he had yelled that at me, then it
sunk in that someone was stereotyping me and trying to bring me down.
In my day to day life, I’m very comfortable with my friends
discussing gay things, and if my sexuality is relevant in a conversation with a
stranger, I will come out. I think of myself as someone who is comfortable with
his sexuality and my identity as a gay man. However, when that bro in that SUV
shouted at me this afternoon, I still felt a lot of pain and anger. I felt
really small at that moment, and I felt frustrated that someone could make me
feel so small by calling me “faggot.” It’s not that I feel that being gay is
wrong or that it’s wrong for a guy’s gender expression to not be entirely
hetero-normative.Yet somehow, the words hurt.
