Plight of LGBTQ Kids

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With all the attention in the media with the Caitlin/Bruce general transformation, i started digging a little deeper. What I found today really struck a nerve. This article, in Rolling Stone talks about the plight of LGBTQ kids.

The scenario goes like this:

  • Kid figures out they are LBGT
  • Kid comes out to parent
  • Parent shuns kid and edges them out or outright kicks them out
  • Kid turns homeless
  • Kid faces discrimination within the systems designed to help homeless teens
  • Kid ends up on street drugs, prostitution, suicide, violence

Really bad shit. My heart literally breaks for these kids, and for the parents too. Kids made to feel bad, broken, disowned simply for their sexual orientation. Parents that have to deal with the loss of a child simply because of years of misinformation. This quote by a young woman who went through hell after she came out and her parents dis-owned her sums up this senseless travesty.

“People ask me all the time if I hate my parents for everything they’ve put me through, but I really don’t. If anything, I just feel sad for them because I’m sure it hurts so bad to have chosen their religious values over their child. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, they suffered through it just as much as I did, just in different ways.” She sighs and looks out the window to where the shadows will soon lengthen into night. “I think, in the long run, no one won.”

So wise, so poignant. There is an obvious gap in social services for our young people who identify as LGBTQ. Where services are available, they are unable to offer family services which is certainly what is called for.

Here in San Diego, we have a wonderful resource. The Center The offer family and individual counseling, activities and more. Great place. In my own family I have had to deal with some of these issues. Kids today see these things so differently than when I was young. I mean no longer do you need a man and a woman in order to have a family. Technological breakthroughs are occurring all the time in that area. I believe this makes our youth more free to explore what they really need in the areas of sexuality and intimacy.

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Ann became aware in second grade she had an overdeveloped sense of justice when she whacked Bill Bailey (yes that was his name) over the head with her lunch box for cutting in the milk line. Now some forty years later she wields a pen instead of a metal box and probes her visceral reaction to injustice. Word-crafter, truth seeker, incurable idealist, she is used to people telling her "but that isn’t how the world works". Instead of nodding in agreement, Ann asks, why not? A quirky sense of humor and the deep belief in the impermanence of life, not all of her tales are as heavy as would seem with such a weighty topic as Justice. Sarcasm and dark humor race through much of her work. Because without injustice, how would we know what justice means?

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