I've adopted a sibling. And all of my big sister protectiveness that I've ever felt fo the siblings I already had is RAGING.

This is the most heart breaking thing ever.

You know that typical response of parents when their child comes out: when they say they would prefer their child were not gay, because they think their child's life would be easier that way?

I can finally kind of see where people get that...

This kid, he's in the worst possible family scenerio. He's in that situation where if he comes out the odds are very likely that he will get beat up and most likely kicked out of his house. For good. Or maybe something else typical of horrible coming out stories. And he's so young... It breaks my heart. It breaks my heart to know he's gay, after thinking he was straight, because if he were straight his family would be so nice to him, and now he's already constantly aware of the conditions surrounding his family's support. I must be there for him. And I will hunt down and kick anyone who gives him trouble's ass, because this is a sweet, wonderful little brother to me, and I cannot see him hurt.

It sickens me. They passed a gay marriage ban earlier this week in this state, with a 60 to 70% majority. And his parents voted for it. His dad referred to liberals as "bed wetting faggots" ... this is not the sort of family known for its warm acceptance of gay children...

Why oh why oh why... it is so horrible! Why are people so cruel? There's so much fear experienced as so much hatred expressed as so much violence. This society is filled with condemnation.

So we dropped him off, at that house, that house where people could turn on him the second they find out he's gay. We took him home, and what I really want to do is to take him back to my house and have him live with me, where even though my parents are semi-homophobic, they wouldn't try to break him.

I refuse to let anyone break him. I will not allow it. I will not stand for it.

I am crazy defensive about my siblings, and I have taken him on as a brother, and I will fight for him, and never see him hurt.

This breaks my heart. Why is our society so horrible to people? It's one thing for people to be horrible to me, and it's so much more upsetting to witness the slander at a friend, and I don't even know how to deal with the prospect of this kid facing discrimination. He doesn't need that. None of us do. He needs warmth and support to grow up into the amazing adult version of the amazing person he is already.

Thinking about all of the hatred and cruelty out there that could potentially be aimed at my brother, this is the most painful thing ever. And this is why I WILL be there for him.

If I had lived with his family instead of my own, I don't think I would have made it through high school. And I think back to last summer when I was depressed and wondering why those people in the pride parade with the sign that said "no more gay teen suicides" weren't there to hug me, to hold me... Well I WILL be there for him.

And I am extremely protective of my siblings, I am going to get him through this.

It's not the being gay that needs a solution. It is the horrible hositility of our culture that needs reformation.