Most of the hate I see is projected through the news. There is some intolerance in my family, but we have an agreement. The friends I had before I came out who couldn’t cope are not my friends anymore. With time, I’ve grown to accept how those people saw me. They really didn’t see anything in me that they disliked. It’s not me. It’s how they understand LGBT lives to be. And it’s flat out wrong. I know that I’m living a normal and happy life being out and gay, so that helps me forget the hate. Another thing is that I’ve found a small community that supports me, and treats me as an equal. That’s an important thing for every LGBT person.