I can’t get the Orlando shooting out of my head. I know it’s unhealthy to cling onto horrible news and bleak reports, but I can’t take this anymore. I can’t take watching people die in vain. I can’t take watching vulnerable safe zones being attacked by raging shooters. The worst part is, I hadn’t expected this. I was living under the false pretense that this country was (relatively) safe for LGBT communities, that few forms of violent homophobia, biphobia, and transphobia existed. And yet, despite pride month, despite June 26 being the anniversary of gay marriage being legalized, despite all of this progress since Stonewall, 49 people were killed at a gay bar in Orlando, Florida. People are still imprisoned and murdered across the globe because of their sexual orientations. We still have a terribly long way to go. There is so much work to be done. Tedious, tiresome, and hard work, repeating and repeating, love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love. It shouldn’t be so difficult to understand, yet somehow, for some people, it is. What’ll it take for us to prove that we deserve to live?