TW homophobia, transphobia, fat-shaming, racism, etc!

So this weekend I hung out with a good friend that I only see once a year, sometimes twice. I have always thought she was basically the coolest person ever and that we had tons in common. Yeah....not so much any more. GT, you've ruined me! (joking, actually you've improved me). How did I not realize what complete horrible bigots these people were?

In the 10 hours that Bull-belle and I spent with her and her boyfriend of many, many years, she managed to say so many horrible things that I could hardly believe it.

Constant fat-shaming, discussing how awful fat people were, commenting on how fat people shouldn't be wearing certain things in public. I mean seriously, CONSTANT. Please note we were spending the day drinking beer, stuffing our faces with cheese curds, deep-fried oreos, red velvet funnel cakes and the like. I guess the privilege of our naturally speedy metabolism just makes us SO MUCH BETTER than all those other horrible people...?

Freaking out about a non-gender-conforming individual "OMG it's a tranny! Look! So gross!" (It hurts me just to type that sentence, I'm sorry for even doing it)

Talking about the the black people that stole her phone. Over and over again. Her phone was literally never mentioned without reminding us that black people stole her old one many months ago. She also doesn't like black people in her store (she's a retail manager).

Regularly speaking in exaggerated "Asian" accents because isn't it just hilarious?

When discussing our mutually beloved Benedict Cumberbatch, topics changed to the movie about Alan Turing. When I mentioned how sad the story of Alan Turing is, what with him being criminalized and forced into sterilization simply for being gay, by the government he helped save, they both freaked out. They kept insisting that he couldn't possibly be playing a gay guy and that I must be confused.

This was me like 50% of the day.

No, I didn't have the courage to call them out on anything. The more I think about it, I do remember hints of these prejudices in the past, but I don't remember it being so extreme. I feel guilty that I ever was friends with them to begin with. Ugh. I drove 7 hours each way just to spend the day with them!

The moral of the story is that all you folks better keep being my friend, because you've opened my eyes to the horribleness of my previous friends. I would be very lonely without you. Maybe by this time next year I'll have the guts to be like, "No, I don't want to hang out with you because you are terrible bigoted assholes." Has anyone else had the courage to do this? I'm not the only one who suddenly realized some of their old friends were actually assholes, am I?