My work is doing a blood drive today, something they’ve done one other time since I’ve worked here in the past year. Last time they did the drive, I didn’t bother signing up or even asking if I could try and donate because I knew the answer would be no. This time I decided to go ahead and give it a shot. Maybe the rules have changed. Maybe things aren’t as strict as they were before. Maybe the medical world has removed its head from its ass. Maybe? And yet…no. Everything is as it was before, nothing has changed. Because I am homosexual I am forbidden from giving blood.
Archive for February, 2011
Feb 17 2011
Another year, another Valentine’s Day, but as the years go by I’m learning just how I really feel about this “holiday”. When I was in high school, if you were single on Valentine’s Day, which I always was, you were considered pathetic. What’s worse is that you didn’t even have to have other people let you know how sad you were considered, because kids were beating themselves up over it – again, myself included. There’s some stigma about this day of the year that being single is some horrible thing to be shunned; if you’re in a relationship, it’s sure to be the most romantic day of the year, but if you’re alone then you might as well curl up on the couch with a tub of ice cream and cry into your blanket while watching sappy romantic movies alone, pining for what could’ve been. Umm…no thanks.