I’ve been thinking about how I think about things since the little episode in the bar and I’m getting happier that it happened: It sucks that homophobia manifests at all, and especially as threats, assault and abuse. This week, though, I’ve made several new friends, strengthened several other friendships, and I’m thinking about how to approach the man who was so nasty in the future and find out what the fuck his problem is, and see if I can’t get it to go away, if not in general, at least evade it in my case.

It shocked me to see how many people wanted to fix the situation with violence. It never occurred to me that that was even an option to consider. I don’t feel like this town suddenly got dangerous for me. If anything, it just made me more sure of my allies and that all things are solvable.