They need the true compassion of help with their disorder, not the false compassion of condemning them to a destructive lifestyle.
Shalom.
Good point. If I were filled with the sootiest, blackest malice, I would wish them every success over their antagonists, and release from every restraint. I would wish them ten dates on every visit to the bath house, and public parks full of handsome gay men just dying to meet them. Literally.