I grew up in the sort of family where "we should round up all the queer people and kill them", followed by a very lengthy and detailed description of how, exactly, this should be done, was totally noncontroversial dinner conversation. So, you know. I grew up more than a little bigoted. And growing up in 90's Eastern Europe and then 00's Upper Class America... I knew zero openly queer people.
My first exposure to queerness was when some of my friends made a queer couple for our big tangled roleplay web. I couldn't very well just ignore these characters, so I had mine interact with them, and I put their sims into the little RP neighborhood and dutifully played them, and eventually I was like "okay, they're cute and nice and stuff, they're nothing like what my parents say queer people are like"... and I slowly started unlearning all the crap my parents and society in general taught me.
But I guess the fact that I wasn't morally pure from birth and didn't have access to actual queer people makes me horrendously problematic or whatnot.
My first exposure to queerness was when some of my friends made a queer couple for our big tangled roleplay web. I couldn't very well just ignore these characters, so I had mine interact with them, and I put their sims into the little RP neighborhood and dutifully played them, and eventually I was like "okay, they're cute and nice and stuff, they're nothing like what my parents say queer people are like"... and I slowly started unlearning all the crap my parents and society in general taught me.
But I guess the fact that I wasn't morally pure from birth and didn't have access to actual queer people makes me horrendously problematic or whatnot.
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