Families & Friends of Gays & Lesbians Support Group

I went to the MERI march to the state house last Saturday. I left with an overwhelming feeling of sadness.

I can't believe we still have to march for this right.

I can't believe that my Governor claims that my right to marry is not a civil right.

A poem called "Where will you be in 5 years?" was read. It is by Pat Parker, a black lesbian poet. I highly recommend it. The poem basically said, they will come. They will come not in armor and chainmail, but in business suits to buy our homes and with people to take our jobs. And they will come for the perverts. And then she says that we are perverts...because when we allow people to oppress us, it is an act of perversion. She said when we dress up to go to a family wedding and leave our lovers at home...it was an act of perversion.--This is something I will have to do Dec 12...leave my lover of 2 years at home, while my straight brother's girlfriend of 2 months will be on his arm.

This effected me so much because it feels like no matter what I do...it will not be enough. No matter how much money I give or calls I make or people I educate...it is never enough. I don't know enough. I'm not loud enough, I'm not strong enough. It makes me so sad.

So we marched. A whopping 150 people in the state of RI walked in a circle around the State House. Why does that make me feel so empty and hopeless? I want to do more and more...but I just don't have the time or the energy. Why does it feel like, in this supposedly national movement...I feel so alone?
Posted on 10/20/09, 10:10 am