Leelah, I miss you and I did not know you. It has been 11 years since I learned you existed and then did not exist. I wish you could have seen how many people mourned you. If you had known the impact, maybe things would be different. I think about the adult you might have become. A girl in another town, another city, maybe another state. Working and going out with friends and loving and living. Things which were taken from you and from all who would have loved you. Things stolen by conversion therapy, and by every decision everyone made to further isolate you from reality.
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