I went to a candle light vigil last night for a gay teen who committed suicide. As a mother, nothing gets my anger up quicker than knowing someone is picking on my kids. Nothing brings out my protective nature quicker than knowing my child is suffering. I wish I could just activate a giant hug for these teens who are suffering, protect them, counsel them and help them through this. The kids who got up to speak last night were a very diverse group, both gay and straight, both religious and not. One girl spoke of surviving her suicide attempt and how important it is to pay attention and reach out to those around us. Sometimes it's hard to know that another person is suffering. Some of us keep it well hidden. The solution then must be to create a society that embraces all of us, regardless of who we are. We must create an environment of acceptance and erase the stigma of depression or mental illness. It is so hard to be a teenager with the hormones racing and your brain re-wiring itself, let's not add hate and intolerance to the mix. We're losing too many promising lives.