December 28, 2014, a 17 year old stepped, with deliberation, on to the path
of a tractor-trailer on a highway in Ohio.
RIP Leelah Alcorn.
Her suicide note painfully cried out "My death needs to mean something...Fix society. Please".
Does this small reminder of a young person's desperation speak to your heart? Do you feel her
agony? Do you mourn her loss?
Leelah was a transgender individual. A person who evidentially felt so loathed and was so disparaged by her fellow human beings that she chose to take her own life in a most horrific manner.
This communication, however, has to do with the living...namely a human being by the name of Allison Denise Woolbert.
I've enjoyed the pleasure of her company on only one occasion...and I believe it takes a bit more than a chicken dinner and a cup of coffee to call someone a "friend"....but there is promise there. We simply have to spend more time, share more thoughts and feelings; get to know each other better....and I do believe she will slide very smoothly in to the "friend" category.
She has an honest, straightforward and respectful approach. She is intelligent, humorous and seems to be a good person in all senses of the word.
It was a pleasure to be in her company and I look forward to the next time when we get to know each other a bit better.
In the meantime, those with small brains and big mouths are asked to expand the former and shut the latter.