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Nov 2017
​Every time another trans person
Commits suicide
Dies by their own hand
Thinks that this world would be better without them
I feel terrible

I remember the first person
That I ever read about
Her name is Leelah Alcorn
And her story hit me hard
She committed suicide
Because no one in her life accepted her
No one in her life respected her
No one in her life let her live her truth

This was back before I came out
Back before I had figured out who I am
And as soon as I had the realization
The moment where you see a word
And know that it’s you
The moment where everything suddenly made sense
The moment that answers the question you didn’t know you were asking
It hit me a thousand times harder

But now it's different
I feel numb
Not because I don't care
But because I see it all the time
It feels like I hear a news story every week
About another part of my community
Someone who only wanted love and acceptance
Lost their life

This is a problem
We need to stop it
We need to help them
We need to fight for them
I need to fight for them
But that’s my greatest fear
What if I can't do enough?
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