I’m a sixteen year old girl who just found myself. It was around January when I decided that I was gay. It took so long for me to figure it out, but when the episodes of the 100 came out, I was scared to tell my parents, seeing as my grandma who lives with us is a homophobe and my dad is super religious and would tell me that I’m sinning. My mom would be chill, but would be brought down just as much as me because my family wouldn’t accept my decision. I was so tired of hiding myself from them.
The only person I had told was my best friend. I had come to the conclusion that I had to tell them and I had just found the way to tell them the week of 307. (Ironic right?) So my plan was to sit down with my parents that Sunday and tell them how I really felt with the courage from Clexa. Knowing that main characters, and sub characters, can be together on a show and develop a relationship was very encouraging for me. So the night of 307, watching Lexa die, I realized that maybe I shouldn’t do it. That society will never see a non-heterosexual relationship last. And this scared me. It still scares me. I still haven’t told my parents. I just wish that LGBT representations were not always taken or misused.
Clarke and Lexa were role models for me. And for those who say that Lexa was just a character, they don’t know. They meant more to me. If that sounds weird, oh well. They were people who were strong and feminist leaders. Now that their gone, I can’t even really think about telling my parents. So there’s that. I’m hoping that this goes big and people realize that this isn’t something small. This needs to be recognized. I mean, why would bring down another person because it’s ‘right’? The definition of kindness and humanity have changed. It is truly sad. So here’s to those like me who need this. To know that it’s okay, because it’s hard. And also like me when you know it’s okay, but you know that the world will hit you in the face with a baseball bat if you try to be yourself. We all deserve better than that.