My all girls catholic high school, Fontbonne Academy, is currently being sued for telling a man they wouldn't hire him because he was gay. You think they'd be smart enough to say something like "we found someone more qualified" to not be sued, but alas. Of course, all my straight high school friends jumped to FBA's defense saying "but it's not REALLY homophobic -I mean, I had a great time at that school!" Here's my response.
I loved and hated my 4 years at Fontbonne Academy. I've heard about the Matt Barrett case and honestly, I don't blame the guy for suing the school at all. Because hey, FBA was actually pretty homophobic. If they didn't want to hire him for being gay, say it's because they found someone more qualified. That shit's still illegal. I get it, "Fontbonne was there for me, I had support and friends and great teachers, things that changed my life for the better, and blah blah blah." I had a lot of the same things too, but at the same time everything was totally different. For your heterosexual high school experience, those are all great things and plenty enough. My experience? Not so much. As many of you may know, I went through a variety of labels for my (still quite frankly confusing) sexuality in high school but the one that stuck for the faculty and staff was "lesbian." It's true, there were a ton of people who supported me or gave no fucks, including great people like Ms. Baker and Ms. Gadziala and even Mrs. Cerasuolo (who was hella fucking balls to the wall awesome and important in me getting anywhere, to be honest). Unfortunately, that meant jack all on a daily basis. I was one of very few people to be entirely open about whatever label I was using, a thing many people did in fact have a problem with. I was called down to the office on more than one occasion for holding my girlfriend's hand, while many other females sat in each other's laps with no repercussions because they identified as straight. I had students talking quite a lot of shit about me behind my back and several teachers had no problem making a derogatory mark either to me or to fellow associates. I had fellow students talk to me about their own confusions and fears of coming out because quite frankly, being out at a Catholic school was not easy in the slightest. I started a group called "Friends Regardless," a gay-straight alliance named differently because God forbid the word "gay" be used in anything at that school. And when I was creating this group, I was fought tooth and nail by several members of the faculty who were so against it. It only happened because Mrs. Cerasuolo had my back and let's be real here, she was the true leader of the school. On more than one occasion after meetings, I was told my topics were "too inappropriate" because oh no, a gay group talked about gay stuff. Is that group even still going? They tried so hard to shut it down when I left that I wouldn't be surprised if they succeeded. My social justice project was on transgender rights, and if Ms. Gadziala hadn't supported my decisions there were quite a few issues with the controversy over that. So you go ahead and tell me how supportive the head staff of Fontbonne is of gay people. You go ahead and tell me the school is behind LGBT rights and that the fact that they wonderfully helped form your heterosexual life is so relevant to how they did not at all help positively shape my not-so-hererosexual one. I loved Fontbonne, despite all the opposition I faced for the choices I made. After all, I continued with those choices despite all the opposition, knowing it wasn't going to be easy. Fontbonne does have some great people; they have made a lot of great people. I wouldn't go back and decide to go elsewhere. I've learned so much about what it is to face prejudice thanks to my experiences at that school and I made a lot of wonderful memories with the people in it. I support the school in the way I support a family member that tries to kill themselves. I don't agree with their decisions, but I love them nonetheless. Which is more than the Catholic church can say about the way they treat gay people. There you go. That's my testimony.