i refer to my dad as a racist, homophobic, bigot. he only really likes straight, white, americans and takes every chance he can to insult other races. in that respect i hate him, i don't mean strong dislike i mean i hate that part of him. whenever he says something i'll just usually roll my eyes and ignore him and he gets the point, most of the time, and shuts up. i'm gay and he refers to it a lifestyle choice, which i believe is somewhat insulting. it's not a choice, if it was don't you think i would chose the easier road? the rest of my family is basically the same way, along with the majority of people around here. it's horribly sad in all honesty.
my friends are racist, they've admitted it. though they don't seem to have a problem with gay people. though T has asked me multiple times what the difference between fucking a girl or a guy in the dark would be. it's not about that. i'm not attracted to women. end of story. she kept asking me that for like 3 years, randomly. until i asked one day 'do you not accept me being gay?' and she promptly shut up and hasn't mentioned it since.
i just don't get it, at all. why some people have such an intense hatred for other people, certain groups. we're all human so in my mind whenever you hate/dislike others you hate yourself. you can't control your nationality, your skin color or who you're attracted to or will fall in love with. people need to realize just because you hate certain groups they're not going to go away, hide who they are or try to change to fit your standards.