Happy nineteenth birthday, Leelah. Can’t believe it’s been this long.
You’re part of our history now. I remember -- itself well over a year ago now -- when Jenner (everyone’s least favourite media representative) came out and just before she announced her new name she had a TV biopic made, and you, the picture of you I put on the Wikipedia article, the story Emrys and I brought to public attention, were prominently featured. I think that was when I realized just what I’d gotten done.
I’m finally on T now, and moving into full stealth (a state I’ve moved in and out of over the past few years). I can’t say this blog didn’t contribute to that decision. The trans community is not a place amenable to my emotional stability or to the image I want to project. But I’m glad from the depths of my heart I was out at just the right time to find you.
I have friends who came out well after you died. You are our history. You are all of us, in some way.
I told my brother -- a teenager in his own right now -- about this a couple weeks ago. He’s proud of what I did. I’m proud of him for that.
Happy nineteenth birthday. I hope you can embrace it where you are. I hope you’re proud of us.
If there’s one thing I hope, it’s that we never forget you.
















