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Beware the Sodomites want to recruit you!

My jaw once again dropped in disbelief when I recently listened to an audio clip of the rantings of a radical Church leader that a friend forwarded to me.

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Should gays and lesbians be able to marry?!?!

Warning: This may be a soap box kind of diary entry... it's a diary entry afterall, I can say what I want :P

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The Good Bi Girl

The Heart of Polyamory

By Millie Jackson

After 18 years as an out and proud lesbian, it surprised many members of my LGBT community when I started to identify as bisexual.  Given that this also coincided with my transition from living a monogamous lifestyle to pursuing polyamory (consensually concurrent, intimate relationships), I suddenly and unwittingly became perceived as a double threat within my community.  For years I had assumed I was among an accepting and inclusive population.  I was unprepared for and disillusioned by experiencing a backlash from other LGBT’s.

Being polyamorous defied the “we’re monogamous just like them” argument for same-sex marriage, and transitioning from lesbianism to bisexuality challenged the notion that “we can’t change our sexual orientation”.  I was a triple threat when you factored in bisexuals who were cringing at the possibility of me reinforcing stereotypes that bisexuals want to have sex with everyone and can’t really ever settle down.  It was as if they were all wishing they could quietly usher me back into the closet from which they had worked so hard to break free.

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WGLB-TV Presents: Women’s Health: LBTs Fighting Breast Cancer

For over a year, in the 1990s, I worked for a county HIV testing clinic. During that time, I gave HIV test results to frightened people who sat across from me waiting for news that might change the course of their lives; knowing that a positive result would bring more tests, toxic medications, changed relationships, and possibly death. With each test result, positive or negative, I tried to put myself in that person’s place and treat them how I would want to be treated—with kindness and compassion—if the situation were reversed. But I knew, no matter how much empathy I had, I would never really know what that person was going through. I would never know what it was like to sit on the opposite side of that table, hoping for the best but expecting the worst. I would never know…until suddenly, in a different but all too similar way, I did know.

This year, an estimated 175,000 women in the United States will be diagnosed with breast cancer and approximately 43,300 will die from it. In November 2008, I became part of these statistics. I was diagnosed with pre-menopausal, invasive ductal, triple-negative, grade 2/3, Stage IIa breast cancer.

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