So I’m overseas, in Hong Kong, place where my roots are but makes me feel more like an alien than anything… and I’m at my brother’s wedding banquet. Seeinh the family and friends showering well wishes and presents on them, and knoeing in my mind, heart and soul that I will never experience this with my fiancee, all because she happens to be a she… it hurts. A lot more than I would realise, because at least in Australia, I can hope, and I can almost believe that it’s inevitable. Here, in HK, where the homophobia is stil) so apparent that it it almost impossible. I can’t deal with this. I don’t know how to deal with this.