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I've been battling with myself about publishing this piece. I guess my fear is that I really don't know where I stand in terms of lesbianism in our culture...it's hard to say if it's completely wrong vs not being able to control our own heart. Or maybe a combination of both...

I wonder if the root of lesbianism is the cause of broken hearts from men, experimentation gone too far or just lonely hearts that meet and dare to take it there. And a lot of it stems from shame, shame that just maybe somebody wouldn't love our irregularity. Shame that the world would outcast us, or maybe accept us enough to accept ourselves. The shit is complicated.

I'm not knocking no one, I'm the first to admit that the heart cannot be controlled, shit happens. And with femininity, where emotions are completely high, I can't help but wonder if many lesbians are first falling emotionally, because that's what females do, and allowing the physical to dominate their flesh.

So many young ladies I mentor, family members I love, women I look up to are in this category, many open and many hiding behind transparent rainbows. But I see you, whether you're emulating the life of a man, or grasping the glamour of a girl. I hate the categories, butch, fems...hell, how about people? Lesbianism has gone way beyond the thin walls of college dorm rooms where besties may have had one too
many drinks. Or way beyond HBO after dark.

Lesbians are in our junior highs, our high schools, our churches. Some young girls are giving it a try because their boyfriends like to say my girl got a girlfriend. Some women are giving it a try because, hell, their men are giving other women a try, too.

My concern is this: our women and our young girls are the center of reproduction. So how will lesbianism play out in terms of keeping our place in the circle of life? Has this way of life become normality, so norm that we have all become blinded to how it may play out in our homes, our families?

At the end of the day, we love who we choose. No scripture, no critic, no parental code can change that. But let's be sure how we share our hearts and how our companionship may effect the young impressionable hearts around us. And more importantly, let's reassure that we're loving from our hearts and not for a lifestyle that doesn't even define us.

Love,
Vee