I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: Love.
Homophobia is wrong.
Oh well. I know I haven't visiting you for quite a while. My bad. Anyways, i missed you a lot. I have so much to tell. So much.
First thing's first, I'm in Cebu already. Got her last July 9, 2007 to help in the account expansion. I live in a townhouse wanna be with Ray (my forever "kasangga"), Mitch (the little-faced, cellulite infested, banshee like, super kulit and fun to be with supervisor from telesales) and Ella (the weight conscious who never comes out of the "Harry Potter Room") here in Nashville. Yes in Nashville but not the one in Tennessee but the one in Talamban! Ha! It's a 5 minute cab ride away from the office. Outside, just a few hill-climbs away, there are a lot of cheap eateries such as JRJ Chicken, The Kantunan (where they sell the famous Lucky Me Pancit Canton served with Rice!), NeoNeo, Cheavers, and a whole lot more. Also, there are a lot of Internet cafe's infested with online gamers because of the ever cheap rates that they all have to offer. Multicabs, cabs, taxis and not to forget the Jabal-jabals (motorcycles) for a minimal charge. I know, I've began to start liking the city already. Despite of the unfamiliarity with the vernacular. Harsh, but I'm slowly learning it. Give me three more months and you won't be able to tell the difference between a native Cebuana and me. A lot of beaches that are minutes away from where we stay! How's that?!
In the office, things are going pretty fast already, we currently have batch 7 in the pipeline, two new supervisors went live a week ago and I finally got the restdays I've been dying to have.
Anyways, during the first few weeks living here, it has been a struggle. Missing my family, friends, the things that I love doing when I was still in Manila, my housemates, the dampa days with my fellow supervisors, the trips to MOA and Glorietta, getting drunk at Carafe', the never ending voice rest sessions at SONATA, the hourly AHT Updates with the bells and whistles every freaking day, Cheerdancing, DVDs, and a whole lot more!
Now, it's almost two months, I guess I can say that I already have adjusted in so many ways. Cebu is just a small place but has a lot to offer. Ray, we still have to see the other beaches and Kawasan Falls! Slowly, I am starting to feel that I belong already. Sooner, it might be hard for me to leave Cebu but Im really not sure. We'll see...
