One of the big debates that has always irked me is about whether homosexuals are born that way or if they just wake up one morning and decide to be that way.
Having a gay sister, aunt and cousin-in-law, I have something to say about that.
I’m sure there are a few people who decide to give it a try as a lifestyle choice. That’s their business. But every gay person I’ve ever met didn’t just wake up on day and decide they were going to be gay. They had some serious internal struggles that brought them to the brink.
There was drug abuse. In my sister’s case, severe depression.
When she was a kid she badly wanted the whole fairytale family existence. She wanted THE wedding, THE husband and kids. She might tell the story differently, but I think the worst of her depression hit upon realizing she wasn’t that kind of person.
My cousin dove into years of serious drug and alcohol use.
Whatever the motives, I can tell you this: Only when they came out of the closet were they able to move forward and start living full, productive lives. Only then did the worst of the depression start to lift.
I don’t think a person who goes through that kind of hell just wakes up one day and decides they are going to be gay.
It’s in them at an early age, they try to keep the feelings at bay and become “normal” people. Hiding from your true self always comes with a price.
I think some of the priests who went on to sexually abuse parishioners entered the priesthood in the first place to escape who they were. A life of celibacy would surely do the trick, right?
This has always been a sensitive subject for me. I’m a devout Catholic and there are people in the church who like to go on about the sin of homosexuality. It always makes me think of the people I know who are gay.
I’m not sure what else to say about the matter, except that I choose to love people based on WHO they are, not WHAT they are.
Having experienced depression myself, I don’t wish it on anyone.
My faith tells me we have to accept people for who they are, even if we don’t get it. I can like the individual even if I don’t like their sins. Hell, I’m the last one on this planet who is in a position to judge someone else’s sins.
I have enough of my own to contend with.