We're all one big, happy, GLBTQ family

GLBTQ (Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer or Questioning) people stick together.

Maybe it sounds silly that just because we all fall under the same blanket term that we’re automatically inclined to help each other out, but almost without fail, I find this to be the case.

No matter how much progress we have made, the fact of the matter is that we still live in a world that can be very hostile. Not only do we have to put up with normal stress, we also can get harassed or threatened merely on the basis of our orientation or identity. As a result, many GLBTQ people (at least that I know) welcome all of the support that they can get.

Even if I might be inclined to dislike someone, I feel that I need to back them up about GLBTQ issues. They might annoy me, but I’m still going to stand up for them when they need it. We get enough trouble as it is without causing each other havoc.

By the same token, if I meet someone and know that they are GLBTQ, then I’m probably going to be even nicer than I normally try to be. If I can make their life that much easier by smiling a little more or making a supportive comment, then I’m going to do it.

Some GLBTQ people are living it up and loving life and probably don’t need any extra support. But for every flamboyant person, there are ten people who have to keep quiet about their sexuality or their gender identity out of fear. I’m in the latter category. I know that it always makes me feel better when one of the people I’ve told about my transgenderism tells me that my hair is pretty or that a pair of jeans are particularly slimming, et cetera. It’s the little things that can totally turn my day around. I want to be the girl to do that for everyone who needs that little boost.