Yes. I now have hate mail…or comments. Thanks to akismet, these comments will never see the light of day. I know everyone knows that I have this “Frankly, my dear…I don’t give a flying f**k” attitude. But let me tell you, blogfriends. Reading such hateful words can be very draining.
As you may have read in my past two entries, I have announced my happiness because of my Mark Darcy’s romantic gesture of asking me to marry him. I have received to date sincere comments from my closest friends and to bloggers whom I haven’t even met. These make me feel…well, happier.
When I was checking akismet-caught comments, I came across the usual spam. But in the sea of viagra and bondage ads, I saw these comments apparently made on my SONA, which described me as an abomination and a living curse for just being a homosexual and for even considering marrying a man. It was a Laramie moment for me. I actually cried reading such hatred. I have always accepted the fact that not all people share the same views about certain things. I have also acknowledged that bigotry exists. I have also learned to just ACCEPT dissenting opinions. But when I experienced it first hand, hatred and bigotry became more real–and it was heart-wrenching.
I do not know why I decided to write this or if there is any reason at all. I guess I just want to say that for the longest time, I now feel sad…and disappointed…and heart-broken…