Being Gay and Muslim
Someone very close to my heart has broken the rules in a way that's less acceptable than the ways I have: he's gay. He's Muslim, Arab, Libyan, masculine... and gay.
What breaks my heart isn't that he's broken the rules--I've broken a number on my own and so has everyone I know--but that this is a deal breaker. You can screw up in a multitude of ways...and no matter what beauty and magic you've given to the world, you can't be Arabic, Muslim, and gay. Or so they tell you.
What breaks my heart isn't that he's broken the rules--I've broken a number on my own and so has everyone I know--but that this is a deal breaker. You can screw up in a multitude of ways...and no matter what beauty and magic you've given to the world, you can't be Arabic, Muslim, and gay. Or so they tell you.
posted by smokey spice at 11:56 AM
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This was a post I apparently didn't ever publish from years ago, but still remains true. So I'm posting it now.
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