Nobody ever beat me up for being straight.
Nobody ever said that my marriage would be an assault on family values.
Nobody ever judged me for not wearing makeup or having unshaved legs.
Nobody ever questioned my patriotism because of my religion.
Nobody ever said I shouldn’t be allowed to vote or go to a good school because my skin was the wrong color.
Nobody ever said I had a moral and religious duty to get married, quit my job, make babies, and stay at home – that my wanting to have a job and children both was immoral.
Nobody ever tried to burn my holy book because of what they believed about it.
Nobody ever called me a cunt or a bitch or threatened to rape me because I expressed my opinion on the Internet.
Nobody ever said it would be un-American to let me build a community center.
Nobody ever pressured me to wear high heels (or any other sort of uncomfortable shoe).
Nobody ever told me that God hated me because of who I was attracted to.
Nobody ever fact-checks conservative spokespeople who claim to be persecuted by society.
But maybe they should.