True, not every straight couple would choose to have a 12-table dinner function to commemorate their wedding anniversary, but some of them sure do, and it doens’t surprise anyone. And those who celebrate in a more low-key manner choose to do so for their own reasons. I just want to be able to have the same options as everyone else when it comes to my turn. This is more than out and proud. This is just not having any difference between in and out. After all, my partner and I also stand for the same principles of love, commitment, and spending the rest of our lives together.

But while all this fantasy was going through my head, at the dinner the sad fact was also facing me. The table I was seated at was composed of the others from my generation. My sister, my cousins, and other cousins from my aunt’s family. My sister’s boyfriend had been invited, and also the boyfriend of another cousin. Needless to say I felt the unfairness of my girlfriend not having been invited. Of course it was not a shock to me to find other people’s boyfriends and girlfriends there; it was not a surprise at all that my girlfriend had not been invited in the first place. But just because a situation occurs just as one has expected it to, it doesn’t help quell the feelings of unfairness, jealousy, frustration. I think it is blatant discrimination from society, and yes, my family and all the surrounding friends is part of this conspiracy.

Deep inside I wanted to say “What’s wrong with my partnership that everyone pretends my girlfriend doesn’t exist? Are we inferior?” But it wasn’t just during that big dinner bash. It is every day. It is just how it is. I have an invisible partner, no one asks about her, no one invites her, no one asks how we’re doing and if we’re happy. And as I get older, I will be typecast in the role of Eccentric-Spinster-Older-Sister-Who-Never-Found-A-Man-To-Marry.

And the stark 180-degree difference between the Fantasy and Reality is so painful. But that’s not all. The mere fact that there exists such a difference is all the more painful. Because the fantasy listed in my 3rd paragraph above doesn’t have to be just fantasy. My Wish List is only described as one because it is so far from coming true.

Ah well, small steps, I guess. I do have a handful of relatives who are fine with me being gay. It did take my sister a while to get used to it, but now she knows that my relationships are just like anyone else’s. Her boyfriend is OK with it, and he has even told his sister about it, and she doesn’t treat me any different from any normal person.

I believe that we will one day reach the stage of not having a difference between gay and straight. That is the cause that we are all fighting for in our big and small ways.