Race, sexual orientation or preference, religion; none of that mattered. It's your character that matters. I was naive to think that everyone grew up this way, until I hit high school. Right before summer ended some of my family members came out to me that they were gay. This secret that finally surfaced didn't even phase me because I love my family for who they are and who they love shouldn't matter. Rumors started to surface at school about my family and cruel things were said about them. Some kids weren't even allowed to come to my house because they didn't want anything to "rub off" onto their children. Some of my friendships ended because they couldn't respect my family. The only way I knew how to react was to feel bad for those who can't respect others. I support my family and will always be right by their side. When people talk negatively about gays, lesbians, bisexuals, or transgendered my only reply is who are you to judge?