Such cruelty would be unimaginable, if it weren't actually happening.
How can there be so much hate? How can a life be so miserable?
Alone and in pain, I hear a message, echoing in thousands of voices, from people who are like me and nothing like me. Words of encouragement. Words of hope.
That simple promise lifts me up and helps me get through each day.
Throughout my life, I wait for it to happen, but it never does. The message is still out there, but for me there's no truth in it.
Sometimes though, the lie is a kindness.