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I started out earlier this week feeling through a lot of really strong resentful emotions.

These emotions were caused by show of support that I saw for our community coming from people who rarely ever do anything to actually support it, and conversely, actually do things that cause us harm more often than they would like to acknowledge.

Support is something that should never be turned down.

When someone reaches out a hand and offers sympathy, the good and right - the loving - thing to do, is to accept it without judgement.

But how can someone think, that by putting on rainbows and speaking words of unity, that they can erase or somehow supersede the damage that they have already done?

How can someone who votes my oppressors into government, suggest that they are my supporter?

This is why my heart is so heavy.

I know that on this day of remembrance, my goal is to reach out, to work harder, to give more love to the world. I don’t want to embrace resentment.

But where is the line drawn between turning the other cheek, and contributing to the marginalization of my community by choosing not to call out the hypocrisy that I have observed?

Sure, the show of support is nice and all, but maybe this tragedy could have been avoided altogether if any of these people had been considering our rights and our safety before that terrible night.

Thank you so much for your love.

I want to accept it, and I also want to offer you my truth in return.

When the politicians in power oppose sensible gun control, then our entire society at risk. Reasonable screening and gun control laws could have saved the lives of forty nine people in Orlando on this day last year, and countless others across our nation.

When mental health services are provided to communities by our governments and supported to help ensure that people who need support can get it without struggling to afford it we are all far safer.

When our elected officials publicly scorn and belittle ANY group of marginalized people in our country it encourages small minded people who are easily influenced to do the same. This puts our communities in grave danger of persecution and abuse.

When governments pass laws ensuring that marginalized communities are not offered equal rights to those of every other person in our nation, this reinforces the idea that we are not deserving of the rights of every other American.

So from the bottom of my heart, with each pulse of my blood, I thank you for your love and I thank you for your support, and I would ask you as your action of love on this day to please consider my thoughts with an open mind.

It will take each and every one of us to make this world a better place, and our actions are often truly far more valuable than our words.

It is through working together and listening to one another that we can make our communities, safer, and stronger, and even more beautiful than they are today.

Thank you so much.

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