I came out to one of my REALLY Mormon friends last Thursday. She laughed for two minutes after I told her I was gay, because she thought I was joking. When she finally realized I was telling the truth, there was a really uncomfortable moment where her mouth was just hanging open. When she finally got herself pulled together, we talked for the next half hour about my experience. I could tell she hated the idea, but she was trying her best to love me. She was bothered. She has beliefs that contradict what I was saying, and I could see her holding firm to what she truly believed, but working really hard to love me, because we're friends.
There was an amazing moment when I dropped her off at her house, where she just told me, "I love you, and I always love you. That doesn't mean that I can encourage you in this, because it's not what I believe, but I'll be happy as long as you are happy."
There was not attempt to missionary me, to preach repentance, to change me. It was just a simple declaration of love, and honest communication. She's a pretty great human.
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