I've got issues with the decision, things about it that make me unhappy. And yet at the same time none of them really matter. The Supreme Court said the constitution protects my right to marry. The President of the United States celebrated.
I know the world has changed. I know it intellectually, I know it (most of the time) emotionally. I do not live in the shadows, I am not rejected for my sexuality, I have been married for years and my friends and family embrace me.
And yet, deep inside, there's always still that fourteen year old kid, not wanting to admit to himself that he's gay because of what being gay would mean, and that kid is crying today; this is more than he could ever have hoped for, more than he could ever have dreamed would be possible.
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