I think there’s a wall that separates us from those who think it’s wrong for us to be who we are. I don’t mean those who are merely confused or misinformed, but the ones who still insist that it’s wrong no matter how much we try to explain it to them. I think this might be especially true of other LGBT people who think it’s wrong. It feels like a betrayal. I have no interest in “building bridges” with such people, and I don’t see the need for it. I can coexist with them without cozying up to them. I’m not the one trying to outlaw anyone’s life. I’m not the one saying anybody is hell-bound. If someone is like that, I don’t want to be around them until they stop being like that.