“Who helps you: someone who fails to tell you the truth or someone who does tell you the truth? The former may make you feel better; they may soothe and flatter, but the truth is more loving. It will help you live a healthier, happier and more fulfilled life.”

“Defenders and promoters of homosexuality try to cover up the scientifically documented serious promiscuity, inability to maintain sexual fidelity, partner abuse and psychological and medical illnesses associated with the lifestyle. Also, they tell persons with same-sex attractions that "It’s genetic," "You were born that way," or worse "God made you gay." Ashley was visibly uncomfortable as she shifted in her seat, eyes flicking over to Spencer who had that distant look about her. She was either tuning it all out or absorbing it with alarming intensity.

“Persons with SSA are told that there is no hope of change and that trying to change will make them worse. Numerous studies have found that SSA is not a stable condition. The majority of those who experience SSA during adolescence find the problem has disappeared by the time they reach 25 without any intervention. Those who seek therapy or spiritual counseling can achieve various levels of freedom from SSA.” The woman continued, occasionally glancing up from her paper. Yet again Ashley was squirming in her seat, trying to list of reasons why she shouldn’t storm out of here and was having trouble finding even one.

“While homosexuality is claimed to be a normal variant of human sexuality and that persons with SSA are as psychologically healthy as the rest of the population, research refutes this generalization. Four recent, well-designed studies have found that persons with SSA have significantly higher rates of psychological disorders, substance abuse problems, and suicidal ideation than the general pubic.-” The woman would have continued, if she hadn’t been interrupted by the brooding brunette in the back of the room.

“You ever think maybe that’s because of people like you? Maybe we wouldn’t be so fucked up if you people could just accept us as we are.” Spencer watched Ashley cautiously, her heart rate rising as she tried to tell her to stop with her eyes. It didn’t work.

“Ashley, we would appreciate it if you would use proper language in this environment. We do not tolerate hostility.” The woman spoke sternly, for once losing her obnoxious cheery demeanor, “And it is arguments just like that that prevent self-knowledge and healing.”