Despite the fact that the American Psychiatric Association put forth a resolution in 2009 stating that “there is insufficient evidence that sexual orientation change efforts work,” there are still numerous facilities and therapists that claim they can “cure” homosexuality. It breaks my heart and makes me angry, in equal measure, when I hear about teens being sent off to so-called conversion therapy camps. To put it plainly, I find the notion that GLBTQ people can/need to be “fixed” is simply horrifying. I recognize that some people’s religious views are the reason they don’t condone homosexuality, but I reject the implication that one’s religious beliefs can or should be forced upon anyone else. Though some some places [California, New Jersey, Oregon, and Washington D.C.] have passed laws banning conversion therapy for minors, I am appalled that so many states haven’t stepped up. Hopefully, books like The Summer I Wasn’t Me and The Miseducation of Cameron Post can help to open people’s eyes and to bring about further change.
Lexi knew that she was a lesbian since she was in elementary school. And she also knew, for just as long, that she would prefer to hide this fact because the rest of her South Carolina community was adamantly against homosexuality. She almost told her father when she visited him on his death bed, but she was terrified that her final memory of him would be of his disapproval and disappointment. After his death, Lexi’s mom fell into a deep depression. Though Lexi did what she could to try and make things easy for her mom, nothing seemed to work. So, one day, when Lexi accidentally left out a journal in which she had drawn pictures of a girl she liked, her mom completely freaked. The only thing that seemed to make her mom happy was the possibility that Lexi could be “cured” at a special camp called New Horizons. And even though Lexi wasn’t sure it would work, she was willing to do whatever it took to make her mom happy again. 😦