If you're a gay, lesbian, bisexual, trans*, or queer kid, and your parents say or think
shit like this, and you therefore need a safe place to live, you can come and live with me.
You'll have to sleep on an uneven but comfy futon and learn to live with an accumulation of cat and dog hair and two people who have a somewhat lackadaisical approach to cleaning. We'll help you find a part-time job to cover grocery bills, because as much as it sucks for a kid to have to juggle school and growing up and being bullied and work on top of that, times are tough so we all have to work a little bit harder. However it works out, you'll have a warm and dry place to sleep, plenty of food, internet access, the aforementioned cat and dog to play with, and people to live with who respect you as a human being.
We will never call you hateful names or make hateful jokes about people like you. We will never tell you you're sinning and that God hates who you are. You will never have to fear what will happen if we find out whom you're dating or just messing around with.
I want to be a parent someday, and parenting means doing everything you can to raise strong, happy, healthy adults. If you need me, I am here. I will be a friend to you and shelter you when you have nowhere to go. We have to stick together. I am privileged to say I didn't need this sort of help when I was your age, but that was sheer chance. If your parents won't or can't be for you what they should, you can come and live with me, and I will do everything I can to help you.
(adapted with permission from
this post by
slythwolf)