Proposition 8’s Effect on My Life

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It was 2008 when I began high school at Mission High School in San Francisco, California. My mom and I moved to San Francisco a year prior so we could be closer to my uncle, who was undergoing treatment for pancreatic cancer. The school year started out like any ordinary school year for a newcomer. I was the new kid who didn’t really know anyone. I wouldn’t say that it was depressing; it just took some time for me to get properly integrated into the student body. I soon became very well-known within the school in the following months. It’s not something I planned, but I became a young voice advocating for an extremely serious issue. Around the same time, there was a campaign for the passage of Proposition 8. This referendum’s purpose was to ban same-sex marriage in California, which was legalized in June of 2008 due to a ruling by the California Supreme Court. I knew about what was going on, but back then I was very politically apathetic. Pair that with the fact that I was only started to accept the fact that I was gay and it becomes obvious that it was the last thing I wanted on my mind. I didn’t want to think about the fact that there were people out there that hated me so much that they were trying to take away my rights. So I ignored it and tried to focus on school. That was short-lived, however, as one event would change my perspective on the issue in a serious way. During the first week of October, a student of my school committed suicide. It was a shock to everyone, including myself. He was a stereotypical popular guy; outgoing, a lady’s man, a typical high school jock. He left behind a note explaining why he did it. It turns out that he didn’t like girls, but didn’t want to like guys. He said he didn’t want to be a part of a community that has been condemned by people he saw as role models. He specifically referenced Proposition 8 as one of those
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