I reread those words over and over. They stung, they hurt, and I felt my heart sink as they began to settle in.
It doesn’t have to be complicated or uncomfortable. It doesn’t require a lot.
I fear that someone’s supposed judgment of my sexuality will have a direct and negative result on my character.
The point is to be confident in who you are. Regardless of sex, gender, nationality, religion, culture, or whatever it may be that makes you, you.
So, to the men who told me I couldn’t and to the people who told me I’m not worthy, I have only five words for you: I’m not less than you.
But instead I was told I couldn’t be who I was, I was shamed, ignored and threatened with termination of enrollment. You showed me who God wasn’t, the judgment stronger than any form of love.