Years ago I remember going to the Pulse club with friends occasionally. It was a small and quint little club. I remember they had a ping pong table, and the very last time I was there the two bartenders were playing against each other, because it was that slow. I enjoyed my time there with friends, having a couple of drinks and meeting new friends. It has become a more popular club I assume, I was surprised more than 300 people could actually fit in that little club.
It was there I met some important friends. I remember Nick, a friend, whom later was attacked by a coupled of haters outside a different club and how devastated his then boyfriend (now hubby) and we were. Which was why I made this group on DA in the first place. It's all too real when it happens right in your town.
So, Orlando became famous overnight for a hate crime. The town I grew up in and love is now the topic of the thing I live to be against, hate. Every fiber of my being rejects this idea. We're a friendly, full of sunshine town and we have always been. How did this happen? It has been a shock for us all who live here, and we are all grieving.
But at times of great tragedy, we should never focus on the murderers and their crimes, nor the intent and the hate, nor start hating or start terrorism baiting like the media, we need to focus on what we know best, love. It's cliche, I know, but after a horrible event like this, have my town changed from its usual loving, friendly place? It hasn't, if anything we're friendlier, because we say "wait, that's not who we are", because we know this event does not represent us nor does any horrific event represent the people of the area.
We are human beings, we live because we love, and we will go on living because we love. We will get through this because we love.
If you have any friend or family effected by this, please share the stories of your loved ones, so that we may all learn something about them and celebrate their lives.