Yes I’m attracted to men and women. No I am not bisexual.

As a proud “Directioner” I have definitely been keeping up with the rumours and suspicions about Harry Styles’ sexuality. Recently in an interview with he and Liam Payne, Harry casually revealed that gender is “not that important” in a relationship, causing bisexual accusations to fly out. Harry has always remained so gender neutral in conversations regarding relationships and love, something I also try to do. Harry has never formally “come out” as bisexual, or has he ever addressed his sexuality publicly. And why should he?

It has always really aggravated me that people expect other people to make a public announcement regarding their sexuality. This occurs all the way from the large scale of a celebrity to a high school student who feels pressure to make a Facebook status about their same sex preferences. No one expects a person who identifies as heterosexual to make a PSA about their urges and desires, but they sure do expect them to call no homo if they may have perhaps done something that could be considered homosexual. How offensive to feel the need to make aware that the action you’re partaking in is not to be taken as homosexual. I’ve never seen someone identifying as homosexual make clear of no hetero. Why can a person not just start dating someone of the same sex and have people be okay with it?

Another facet of my aggravation stems from labels. Why does society feel it necessary to categorize people as gay, or straight, or bisexual? Not only has society created these labels, but someone decided that making a group to celebrate any sexuality that isn’t straight would be a good idea. It seems that it’s okay to have pride in sexual preferences associated with the LGBT community, which by all means it is. The community has fantastic ideals; I agree whole-heartedly  that love is love and that all love should be accepted. I do, however, think the community is isolating and a slap in the face to those who identify as heterosexual. If love is love, then why is there not a part of the community that recognizes the straight people of this world?

My personal experience with the struggles that come with the LGBT community began in 12th grade.I had dated a few guys throughout my high school career, never experiencing question or judgement. I began seeing a girl in January of senior year, and of course, in typical high school fashion, it seemed everyone knew the next morning. I had to field so many unexpected questions from people i was close to and also from people i was not so close to. It always began with, “so are you, like, bi now?” to which I would always answer no. Immediately following they would ask very carefully, “are you a lesbian then?” to which i would also reply no. I was then face to face with a very confused person that, without fail, always finished up the questions by asking, “so what are you then?” I would always answer in a similar fashion, “I am still me. I was me dating a guy and now I’m me dating a girl. I don’t need a label to tell me who I am.” I learned very quickly that I didn’t need a label to understand myself. Other people labeled me because they couldn’t understand how I felt. Giving a label that has a definition helps them to comprehend something that they otherwise never could.

Some people would place me as a member of the LGBT community, but I don’t. I’m not bisexual. I’m not gay. I’m not straight. I’m just me, and I’m always going to be me no matter who I’m attracted to or who I date or who I love. If i were to identify with any sort of label, it would happily be gender neutrality. Who you love is not important but who you are is. If you want to experiment in college with same sex relationships, do it. You can never understand someone until you take the time to go to a place where you can understand them. Kiss who you’re attracted to, love who you love, be who you are and be proud.

Blind Beauty

Have you ever listened to the wind?

Sat in the dark on the dewy grass and just listened?

You can hear the whistle of a distant kettle as a woman makes a cup of tea.

You can hear the cry of a child for “just five more minutes”.

You can hear the laugh of the boys riding their bikes by the light of the moon.

You can hear the pages of a book turn as a young girl reads by flashlight under her covers.

You can hear the lights flick off as the man next door crawls into his bed.

If you close your eyes you can hear the wind blow through the trees and dance over the grass

Until it eventually kisses your face in that gentle, familiar way.

And although your eyes are closed,

The world has never looked more beautiful.

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Silence of the Faith

I have recently become aware of the happenings in Quebec wherein the Bloc Quebecois is interested in disallowing people to publicly display their religion through the means of a turban, veil, cross, or what have you. I brought it up at the dinner table which, in turn, started a rather heated argument between myself and my parents. Let me first explain to you my parents beliefs; they believe the Bloc Quebecois is ingenious for this new law. They have this opinion that if an immigrant has decided to come to Canada they should adopt our customs. My mum furthered this by proclaiming that if she were to travel to an Islamic country she would wear the traditional veil or bur qua or which ever is fitting for the area. My dad added that by foreigners coming in and spreading their ideas and culture, that our own beliefs and culture is being threatened. 

My first reaction was that my parents were crazy. They were old school and stuck in their ways. I was rather heated for a few hours actually, and I sat in my room silently lamenting about how ridiculous they were. But then it came to me, they are right. No, not in their exact statements but in the roots of their claims their argument collapses on itself. My mum said that immigrants should adopt our customs when they come to Canada and I very much agree. She says that if she were to travel to an Islamic country she would follow their customs as well. The difference lays in the fact that there is no differentiation between Islamic law and religion; they are identical. Wearing a bur qua is the law. When an immigrant decides to land in Canada they then have to follow our customs and laws. In the Charter of Rights it is clearly stated in black and white that every Canadian citizen is entitled to freedom of religion. By a man of the Sikh religion wearing his turban daily he is merely following our Canadian Customs and well within his rights. 

My father added to the conversation that immigrants will eventually suppress our own culture. To this I ask; are we really so simple minded that we can not maintain our own values and beliefs despite new ideas? Are we really that easily convinced? Now you may just think, “well hello, media and government propaganda.” But I have to believe in humanity enough to think that our religion is ours and our faith is unbreakable. This argument made by my dad reminds me of high school, when the new girl came in and the queen B decided to try to make her a humble servant before the new girl was even able to show who she really was. Are we really so insecure as a nation that we can’t just accept the new girls and guys as they come? 

I am an 18 year old Canadian girl and was baptized Catholic. I love my religion and my faith as it is presented (not as it is depicted). I have no problem with other religions, in fact I love learning about their practices and beliefs. I also have no problem with gay and lesbianism, I have no problem with the theory of evolution, and I dance with the idea of reincarnation from time to time. I’m malleable. I’m human. I don’t know what to believe at this point, I’m young and I don’t have all the answers. Like I said I am baptized Catholic, but in my mind my beliefs span so much farther. I have adopted ideas from many other cultures and religions including the Anishinaabe tribe, Buddhist religion, Muslim religion, and even a few ideas from my Agnostic friend. To wrap it all up, I think that abolishing the ability to display ones religion is the governments attempt to make a colony of clones. How interesting can our country truly be without diversity? Religious diversity is a very important part of the North American fabric, and part of what makes our country really attractive. 

True North strong and free? Prove it.