I'm in no way making any judgment upon the LGBT Community. I'm just sharing a piece of my story.
I never felt loved by my father. At such a young age it made me feel like less than a human being. This feeling still remains with me at the age of 53. Providers seem to be only interested in the present. This huge precipitating factor in my life is never asked about or talked about. I'm medicated for the now; without solving the past. Perhaps understanding all of me would make a big difference.
I feel my providers never want to hear about my childhood, my past, and how I was abused and neglected. Perhaps, if the providers began spending time to hear about how I came to be the Joe they are medicating. Then the medications, therapies, treatments and outcomes perhaps would be different.
When I try to tell my providers about my past. It seems as though it's not important to them. That makes me feel the same way I felt when my father pushed me away. The day I first felt like less than a human being.
Hearing the silence is perhaps solving the riddles and the beginning of healing.
"There's really no such thing as the 'voiceless.' There are only the deliberately silenced or the preferably unheard."-Arundhati Roy