They called me out of my true name

I have grown into being thankful for all the times I was spat upon, had drinks thrown on me, choked, and called faggot.  It opened me up to the suffering of others.  It showed me that they were not speaking to who I am.  It showed me that it spoke of who they were in those moments.  It shattered me at the time.  I didn’t always have other people stand up for me or protect me.  In fact many times people stood by and just watched it happen.  So now I try to stand up, speak up, when others are called out of their true names.  We are all created from the same Source of Love.  May we come to see one another in the true Light of brotherhood.