Sometime last week I was cruising around Facebook and instead of focusing on the new cat videos and dogs dressed in Holiday clothes, a news’ link caught my attention. Because I support all gays and every part of that lifestyle, I follow LGBT News. The story that captured my attention was Leelah Alcorns’. In a nutshell, she was a transgendered teen who knew was a woman stuck inside a man’s body. First of all, let me add, she was a CHILD. She was 14 years old when she came out to her Christian parents and asked if she can begin her transition. She was not only forbidden to do so, she was actually sent to Christian therapists who also told her she was wrong and could not change. Her life was changed completely around. She was taken out of school and not allowed to see her friends. Interesting enough, it was her friends who accepted her for who she was when she came out as gay. After being beaten down and shamed by her parents, Leelah wrote and posted her suicide note and published it on Tumblr. She committed suicide by walking in front of a truck.
After everything was said and done, her parents (her mother) posted on Facebook how her SON had committed suicide and asked for the Facebook community to please keep her family in their prayers…
Excuse me? Please keep YOUR FAMILY in our prayers? No. Let’s keep Leelah in our prayers. Despite everything Leelah wrote and requested, her parents still keep referring to her as “him,” “he,” and “boy.” They obviously have no respect for their daughter and they are blind to see that they are the reason she took her life. Her parents continue to ignore Leelah’s final wishes and seem to have no intentions of accepting their daughter. Her parents are to blame and I stand behind that theory. If they had only opened their hearts and loved their CHILD as they should as her fucking parents, she could still be alive and, most importantly, HAPPY.
Rest In Peace, you sweet, beautiful angel. We will all remember you as Leelah.
To anyone who is stuck and feels like there is no hope, feels like there is nothing to live for, feels like no one understands them, it does get better. You have people who care. Leelah’s support system should have started at home because no matter how close of friends you have, home is where you go after school, after work to be comforted. Please, don’t give up.
“My death needs to mean something. My death needs to be counted in the number of transgender people who commit suicide this year. I want someone to look at that number and say “that’s fucked up” and fix it. Fix society. Please.”
– Leelah Alcorn