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Dear Mr. Haggard,
There was a time when I felt nothing but contempt for you, and for other people like you. How can someone claim to have a heart full of Christian love, yet spout so much venom and condemnation toward their fellow human beings? I believed you to be a cruel man whose heart lacked any semblance of love, mercy, or compassion. In short--I despised you.
But I don't despise you anymore. What once was loathing has morphed into sadness for you. That's because I now realize that no matter how much I hated you, you hated yourself even more. I've seen that kind of self-loathing too much in my life to keep on condemning you for it now.
There is no doubt you caused your share of emotional harm to people like me. But I can forgive you that. I know what it's like to suffer in silence, too fearful of losing everything that you love, too frightened of disappointing the people who looked up to you, to be open and honest about who you really are. And you're not the only one. There are thousands upon thousands of other hurting souls out there who know exactly what you were going through. It's a terrible, heart-rending thing to have to conceal the truth of your existence for fear of alienating yourself away from everything comforting and familiar. It's only human to want to hang on to what you find security and safety in. Unfortunately, living a lie is one of the most painful, soulbreaking things a human being can feel forced to do. We are social creatures, and one of our deepest emotional needs is to have at least one person out there who really knows who we are. Someone we don't need to wear that chafing mask of social propriety in front of. All of the dogma and hellfire rhetoric in the world can't make this basic human need for companionship and acceptance go away. I guess you found out the truth of that the hard way.
For what it's worth, I hope that this upheaval helps you break free from the chains you wrapped around yourself for so many years. I know you're probably being judged and condemned by the people who once admired you. I know how painful that is, believe me. That's what drove me away from organized religion years and years ago. But I don't see my homosexuality as a curse. I see it as a gift. I'm not sure about Gods and religion, but I do believe that there is more to life than the endless countdown to death. We are born for more than just the grave. Unlike many others, I make no claims to know The Truth about this, but I have my own personal beliefs and opinions on the matter. And I know you have yours as well, so I'll speak to you on your terms.
Right now you probably feel like your whole life has been destroyed. If your notions about God are true, then this was God's will. If you had been living the life God meant you to have, He wouldn't have demolished it like this. This is not a punishment--this is YOUR gift. The gift of freedom, and a second chance to do the right thing. Will you take your gift with a thankful heart? Or will you continue to reject the life you were chosen for? That is something only you can decide.
In the meantime, I sincerely hope that things get better for you. You have fallen low, but in the end, that simply means that you have nowhere to go but up--clichéd, but nonetheless true. Now is the time for you to take a long, hard look at what you've made of the life you were given. How can you do things differently, and better? Perhaps if you make something better of your life, God will give you the greatest gifts of all: sincere empathy and unconditional love for your fellow human beings. Your redemption is waiting for you out here. If you want my advice--try some volunteer work at the local AIDS non-profit, or as a youth counselor for some of the depressed and suicidal gay youths in your community who desperately need to hear that they are worthy of love and acceptance.
~Brandy
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