A Life of a Lesbian in America

When someone finds out I am a lesbian, the first words that they say are, “When did you know you were gay?”  Why am I always asked this?  I mean, seriously.  I don’t go around asking people when they knew they were straight.  I am  lesbian because I was born that way.  I have always liked women; not men.  Its what came natural to me growing up, and I never thought anything about it.  However, in society, being homosexual is “wrong” and apparently I never got the message that its not ok to marry the woman I love.  But it’s not like I give a damn about society, but I would like to get married…at some point in my life with out getting killed or beat up or thrown in jail.  And why are so many people against gay marriage?  Why is it anyone else’s business who marries whom?  I don’t care if a man and a woman get married, or two men, or two women.  So why is everyone so invovled in who I marry.  Love is supposed to be blind, meaning race doesn’t matter, or looks.  But when it comes to gender, only members of the opposite sex can get married.  Well, thats not ok with me.  I think its just plain ignorant of people to ban gay marriage.  How can someone that isn’t part of the relationship understand anything?  You don’t see gay people trying to ban straight marriage now do you?  If that ever happened, all the gay people would probably be killed or thrown in jail.  But when people protest a gay couple wanting to get married, they are praised.  And apparently I never got the memo saying that I shouldn’t have equal rights because of how I was born or because of whom I love and want to be with.  How fucked up is that?  It’s my right as an US citizen to marry the person I love…I guess I’m wrong for thinking that.