Bigots

[undergroundpanther]

I go to a prp 3 times a week. Today there was a gay basher mouthing off behind my boyfriend and my backs.Today I confronted him.Nice-ish at first.I asked him to stop with the anti gay comments .I'm a trans-man in a gay relationship so bigotry aimed at gay people is provoking,bigoted,wrong and I don't tolerate that crap..I suggest you stop it now...He started mouthing off more.So I basically ripped him a new one,and loudly.He threatened me,I said bring it on than,'cause I like to kick the shit out of pathetic bigoted assholes like you. By than staff came in to defuse the situation,My counselor asked me to back off,and I did.The Bigot has been kicked out of he program. And last week I found out there is a fucking drug dealer/client.If the program isn't gonna fix that problem pronto I might ,since I brought it to staff attention last week.I'm gonna call 911 If I see any more transactions and get him out of there myself.I'm not there for addiction treatment but people I care about are. And this guy is risking everyone's recovery. It makes me livid that a place to heal and be safe is so incompetently run. They'll whine about conversational cussing but they tolerate drug dealers and bigots as long as the targeted people don't cause a ruckus.

[HereSince1628]

1. I hate to overhear bigots, but that goes for everything that triggers me

Like being called 'Mr. or Sir.' And those are things that are only occasionally used in an intentionally hurtful way.

I get all my healthcare at a VA hospital...The teevees are usually turned to Fox, its pretty common to see ball caps and t-shirts loaded with the right-wing memes that come out of mouths served by otherwise thoughtless minds.

Consequently, I find the mental health waiting area a great place and an appropriate time to practice radical acceptance and thought diffusion. I've found that conversations about the weather or food are pretty easy to strike up and one conversation can drown out a whole raft of troubling shit going on in the same room.

My emotions still have a life of their own, but I'm accepting that I own my behavior. I'm trying to make them serve me. Sometimes I can actually stay out of trouble.