Sitting at the dinner table full of everyone I love yet all that surrounded me was hate. "A women can't just kiss another women it isn't right." "God doesn't love gays." "The Bible says men can only be with women not men too." Would things be different if they knew? Would they still look at me the same way? Would they accept me? Would they still love me? I wanted to scream. I was screaming, all these thoughts running through my head, crying to be released. I could feel my blood boiling, my hands turned to fists, I could no longer deal with the words that came out of their mouths, the same mouths that said "I love you."