In memory of all our lost transgender friends and neighbours. 20th November, The Transgender Day of Remembrance
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In memory of all our lost transgender friends and neighbours. 20th November, The Transgender Day of Remembrance
on this trans day of remembrance i'm remembering every trans man and masc whose murder was written off as a femicide. i'm remembering every trans man and masc whose sexual assault was added to a list of women's statistics. i'm remembering every trans man and masc with the wrong name on their grave. i'm remembering every trans man and masc whose voice was drowned out and their identity erased, even in death. you deserved so much better
you will always have a home with us. you will always have a family with us.
and when you go, you will be remembered fondly; but we hope that you'll stay.
I love you. I'm so glad you're alive. keep being brave. joy is as relentless as grief.
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I am apoplectic right now, though. Apparently my uni's Pride Center is going to """rebrand""" Trans Day of Remembrance to Trans Day of "Resilience", "because there's too much sad stuff".
I'M VERY SORRY OUR DEATHS MAKE YOU SAD. WOULDN'T WANT TO INCONVENIENCE ANYONE WITH OUR MOURNING. PLEASE, TAKE OUR DAY TO REMEMBER THE DEAD AND TAKE ALL THE MEANING AND SIGNIFICANCE OUT OF IT.
I still remember the night Leelah Alcorn's suicide note posted from her queue. I was 16. One year younger than her. I was barely out to my friends and still internally grappling with my own identity as a trans teenager. My heart shattered in a million directions the first time I read her note, and I don't think I will ever pick up all the pieces.
That night was spent begging my mom to let me stay up late so I could keep helping the people who were desperately trying to find out if this teenage trans girl was still alive. I lived just one state over from her in the conservative midwest. When I read her note all I could see was myself and my friends. Suicidal, Tumblr using, midwestern kids afraid of what their parents would do if they found out we were queer.
The confirmation of her death rocked us all pretty deeply. I don't think I had a single trans peer who didn't feel it at the time. I still feel it.
She would have turned 28 on November 15th this year.
Here's the trans pride flag on a MS-DOS Pentium (using VGAPride) for the Transgender Day of Remembrance.
2025.11.22 TOKYO TRANS MARCH @ SHINJUKU
Today I'm remembering Pebbles LaDime "Dime" Doe.
A Black trans woman killed for showing up as her true authentic self. She was only 24 years old.
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Her case was the first federal trial for a hate crime based on the victim's gender identity.