Non-Acceptance Kills PeoplePin

Non-Acceptance Kills People

ByMike McBride Reading Time: 1 minute

I don’t have much more to say. I’ve written more about this before, Want to Lower LGBTQ Youth Suicide Risks? Just Accept Who They Are

Now, listen to one story.

@millennial_mom Reply to @chrisnmartin51 Sadly, Leelah is not alone. ALL children deserve to be loved. Toxic ideology puts faith before your family. And it costs VERY REAL lives every year. #????? #???? #dontsaygaybill #florida #leelahalcorn ? original sound – Lindsay

While the people who claim to be trying to keep kids “safe” argue about all things that are supposed to be dangerous, LGBTQ people will continue to die needlessly.

This is what we shouldn’t accept.

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