When I first wrote this I had no idea what would happen. It has been a touching week.
There was that part of me that was riddled with doubt.
It's silly, it won't make a bit of difference.
I said as much to TGB yesterday in an email. I also told her about the angel on my other shoulder. The one who said things like, statistically you'll take someone gay out on a charter and maybe that shirt will be the one thing that reassures them that, at least for the length of this charter, they are in a safe space.
Whatever, it's dumB with a capital B. You'll lose tips because you're in the South and people will harass you.
Maybe. But so what? You've stared down harassment before.
People will forget Orlando by next week or the next mass shooting, whichever comes first.
Yep. So what? You do this because it is the right thing to do. You do this so that there is a smidge of light in a dark world. Worst case scenario, you get razzed by some small minded bigots and the rest of the world knows you're not an asshole to the LGBT community. Best case scenario, you make at least one person feel like someone is on their side.
I am not unique. We are riddled with self-doubt. Even when doing the right thing.
She said, You're doing good. Stop doubting yourself.
And so I did.