At first, I tried to be quiet, beating around the bush about my beliefs, views, convictions, and intentions. But that didn't retain peace; instead, B became more and more expressive about her disapproval of LGBTQIA individuals and despondent about my support and advocacy. At some point enough was enough. It was too painful to hear and unfair toward my LGBTQIA loved ones and others. I chose to accept her toxicity and hatred in response to me speaking up. Although I knew that I'd have to endure many long, nasty, and negative rants, I had to stay true to myself and declare where I stand. No, I don't think that being an LGBTQI or A is an anomaly; yes, I support gay marriage and other rights that should belong to all human beings; no, research does not show that growing up with gay parents has a negative effect on a child, therefore I support adoption into caring families; yes, I will dedicate my counseling work to the well-being of all humans, particularly LGBTQIA population; and so on. Regardless of her reaction, my statements were clear and solid. Certainly it further alienated me from B, it turned us into almost-strangers, and it made me a sounding board for her nastiness, but if that's the price I have to pay for my values and beliefs, so be it.
No longer are we best friends. No longer do we have mutual understanding. And I think that we never will. Education about LGBTQIA issues doesn't work for her, so it's pointless to waste my breath. It hurts to pay such price for my values, it hurts to be torn down and discouraged for my acceptance toward all types of individuals. None of it makes sense, but it's understandable. Not all people accept all people, hence they may not support others' support. I never thought that I'd have to protect my right to protect minorities; never thought I'd be judged, disrespected, and rejected for being an ally. But in the end, I get to taste a bit of that rejection and judgment on daily basis, which helps me to empathize with LGBTQIA individuals even more.