The world through my eyes
So itās a few short weeks before my 28th birthday, thereās a lot of expectation as you approach your 30ās. Thereās the expectation that youāre in a reasonable job (check), maybe have some property (nope), have a significant other (nope), are well travelled (nope), are winding down the partying (nope), going to bed early during the week (nope), and Iām sure a number of other adult things as you approach your dreaded 30ās. Now itās not that Iām saying 30 is old because I just feel there is a fair bit of expectation that youāve achieved something significant, which clearly I have not.
Now I would like to think that being 27, going on 28 that Iād be comfortable myself but the truth is Iām still getting used to the whole different person I am now compared to when I came out. Itās fucking tough, ācall a spade a spadeā I say.
Well yes itās all very well for social workers and others in same-sex NGOās to say āoh yes, people are very accepting, it wonāt bother themā but the reality is it bothers a lot of people, family included. Sure they might be civil to your face but the brutal reality is theyāre talking behind your back about how weird you are and āI canāt believe they do thatā. Itās difficult in an industry that goes off the back of almost exclusively heterosexual men who probably have the view that youāre not a well rounded employee less you have a trophy wife with 2.1 children.
Whether this is actually the case, it seems like it to me and the longer I work in heavy industry and the higher you go in management, it increasingly seems to be the case.
Now I know many people who work in so-called creative field sure I get that people are more accepting, hell there wouldnāt be much of a creative scene without the incredible diversity that exists in this industry. Iām sure this is not unique to my industry, but every day I go to work, I know that Iām still living the lie I was for so many years throughout high school and university, the same lie that consumed me for so many years is again the monster that I will eventually have the courage to defeat. Itās so frustrating that in 2014, glbtiqa persons feel that they will be prejudiced on the basis of their sexuality, just as women experience prejudice to do with pregnancy and their ability as well, and a plethora of other minority groups (indigenous people, migrants, etc.).
There are laws to prevent this kind of behaviour in the workplace, but I can bet to you you find very few glitiqa people (particularly men) in construction, demolition, resource recovery, mining, or defences sectors, you know why? Simple, the fear of speaking out and the repercussions that they would face from coworkers, employers, customers and contractors if they found out more about peopleās personal lives.
While there has been a lot of progress to do with gaining greater rights within the glbtiqa community, there is a lot yet to be done. Weeding out homophobic comments like āyou faggotā, and āthatās so gayā needs to stop now. Making people feel accepted in a workplace where often people spend most of their time throughout the year needs to be addressed and with the sensitivity that it deserves.