There are problems with living deep inside the South that I would have never thought of. Some of those problems might be completely unrelatable to the people that are lucky enough to live in areas where it is, not only acceptable, but uncontroversial to just be yourself. Here in the heartland, while people might be out of the closet, they aren’t out in the sense that they can be identified by people the majority of the time.
In other words, even if you meet someone that belongs to the LGBT, you might never know it.
I will be the first to admit that it is nice to be treated like a regular human being by all of your coworkers as well as the people that you meet in your day to day life as you go about your business. I enjoy being able to purchase my groceries without having to have a discussion on same-sex issues while waiting in line. But there are times when I would give up this luxury if I could just see people that I could more easily empathize with.
Where are the people that were outsiders when they were growing up? Where are the people that enjoy Glee even when they are 20 years older than the show’s target audience? Where are the people that you can feel comfortable around when you want to talk about how someone of the same sex – or opposite sex! – is attractive without having to wonder whether you will be judged negatively for expressing your thoughts. Where are the people who would dare to show the side of themselves that doesn’t match society’s expectations of their gender? Where can you enjoy pop music, or show tunes, or beautiful love songs without attracting the scorn of the community?
Living in the heartland can be a lonely place. While it is true that there are a tremendous number of nice people that live in the heartland, its also true that friendships can only be on a superficial level if you don’t feel like you can be yourself.
That’s what makes one woman bringing lunch to another, night after night, such an interesting event. The women seem to be close to the same age. And while it is still possible that there is enough age difference between them for a mother/daughter relationship, it seems unlikely. It’s also true that they could be sisters; but haven’t we all been ask whether we are the sisters of our wives or significant other? It could also be that they are simply friends that are helping each other through difficult financial times. But it is equally as likely that each of these explanations is wrong and that they are lesbians.
The mere thought that there are other people that belong to the LGBT is enough to fill me with hope and yearning for friendship that is so difficult to find among the “normal” people that live around here. Even a smile and an understanding nod could provide days of the uplifting feeling that you are not alone in this world.
It is taken as a given that humans are social creatures. Given that, it doesn’t seem too much to ask that there are people that we can socialize with in our vicinity.