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I was in California the day that gay marriage was legalized. While I didn’t see celebrations in the street, and I hadn’t even come out to my mother yet, I knew it was a big deal. Unfortunately, I was also in California for the entirety of the Prop 8 movement, and I had to witness discrimination, lies, ignorance, and the eventual heart break of having equality ripped from our hands. I was sitting with the majority of our college democrats club watching the election. We cheered when we learned Obama was the new president, but the energy in the room was sucked out when we found the fate of Prop 8. This issue was bigger than picking the president. I barely saw any political signs for candidates; it was all about the freedom to marry. And because we were on a liberal-dominated campus, it seemed like there was no way that this stupid proposition could pass.