On 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.
Respectfully,
Ginni
