The city is friendly to lots of freaks. But not freaks like me.
The city is not friendly to freaks who believe in limited government. To freaks who believe in gun ownership AND legalized gay marriage. To freaks who believe in states rights AND the legalization of marijuana. To freaks who have morals AND believe that legislating morality is stupid.
The city is not friendly to freaks who don't vaccinate. To freaks who believe in natural childbirth. To freaks who believe in alternative medicine. To freaks who don't take the doctor's word as law.
The city is not friendly to freaks who believe marriage is for life. To freaks who are stay at home mothers. To freaks who have more than three children. To freaks who homeschool.
I hate feeling like I can't state my opinion without offending people. It turns out, I'm not a militant activist. I'm not shoving things down your throat. Your opinion doesn't offend me, why does mine offend you?
I know I don't need the approval of the masses to believe in the things that I do. I like people. And I like to be liked. But I'm tired of letting people think I agree with them for the sake of being liked.