A love letter to his sons, Nathan Rabin: You’ve Got To Choose Love, Dammit, took my breath away. An excerpt:
“You are, despite the efforts of our current leaders, the recipient of freedoms I never could have imagined as a child in the 1980s, when it seemed like the only acceptable choice where sexuality and gender were concerned was cisgendered heterosexuality, even for folks who considered themselves big leftists. I’m so grateful that’s not the case anymore. Your sexuality and gender no longer have to fit into neat, tidy little boxes. You can be whoever you want to be. You can live your truth. I hope you and also that you will do so knowing there will always be people willing and eager to curtail love that they find unnerving inconvenient and that you have to fight these forces of regression, these people who want to drag us back into a poisonously romanticized, whitewashed past.
You can love who you want to love. I only ask that you love yourself and each other, because you could not be more worthy of that soul-deep love, the kind of love that sustains you through the hard times and makes the good times even more joyous. But you need to choose to love. You’ve got to choose to love because without love in our lives this cold world would be unbearable.”
It takes an inordinate amount of courage to be true to yourself.
To all the little boys who love to take care of dolls, wear purple, and hold your best friend’s hand:
I see you.
I hear you.
You are important and special.
You are needed.
Love deeply.
Never let anyone dull your shine.
Sometimes this will be very hard. Reach out.
I see you.
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