There is no love lost between the LGBT community and fundamentalist Christians, and stories like this are exactly why. Yet another transgender teen is dead after suffering unspeakable rejection and abuse at the hands of her deeply religious Christian parents.
Leelah Alcorn, born Joshua Alcorn, is a transgender teenager from Ohio who recently committed suicide by allowing herself to be run over by a tractor trailer truck on a freeway. She could no longer stand being trapped in the wrong body, and, further, couple that with the way her parents abused and rejected her for so many years, and, well, her circumstances would have been enough to drive anyone over the edge. Luckily, Leelah left an incredibly moving tumblr post prior to her suicide, or we would have been left thinking this was just a tragic accident. It was tragic alright, but completely preventable, if only her parents could have let go of their bigotry and accepted her for who she was, rather than who they demanded that she be. The text of this brilliant, but oh so sad, tumblr post from Leelah Alcorn is below:
If you are reading this, it means that I have committed suicide and obviously failed to delete this post from my queue.
Please don’t be sad, it’s for the better. The life I would’ve lived isn’t worth living in… because I’m transgender. I could go into detail explaining why I feel that way, but this note is probably going to be lengthy enough as it is. To put it simply, I feel like a girl trapped in a boy’s body, and I’ve felt that way ever since I was 4. I never knew there was a word for that feeling, nor was it possible for a boy to become a girl, so I never told anyone and I just continued to do traditionally “boyish” things to try to fit in.
When I was 14, I learned what transgender meant and cried of happiness. After 10 years of confusion I finally understood who I was. I immediately told my mom, and she reacted extremely negatively, telling me that it was a phase, that I would never truly be a girl, that God doesn’t make mistakes, that I am wrong. If you are reading this, parents, please don’t tell this to your kids. Even if you are Christian or are against transgender people don’t ever say that to someone, especially your kid. That won’t do anything but make them hate them self. That’s exactly what it did to me.
My mom started taking me to a therapist, but would only take me to christian therapists, (who were all very biased) so I never actually got the therapy I needed to cure me of my depression. I only got more christians telling me that I was selfish and wrong and that I should look to God for help.
When I was 16 I realized that my parents would never come around, and that I would have to wait until I was 18 to start any sort of transitioning treatment, which absolutely broke my heart. The longer you wait, the harder it is to transition. I felt hopeless, that I was just going to look like a man in drag for the rest of my life. On my 16th birthday, when I didn’t receive consent from my parents to start transitioning, I cried myself to sleep.
I formed a sort of a “fuck you” attitude towards my parents and came out as gay at school, thinking that maybe if I eased into coming out as trans it would be less of a shock. Although the reaction from my friends was positive, my parents were pissed. They felt like I was attacking their image, and that I was an embarrassment to them. They wanted me to be their perfect little straight christian boy, and that’s obviously not what I wanted.
So they took me out of public school, took away my laptop and phone, and forbid me of getting on any sort of social media, completely isolating me from my friends. This was probably the part of my life when I was the most depressed, and I’m surprised I didn’t kill myself. I was completely alone for 5 months. No friends, no support, no love. Just my parent’s disappointment and the cruelty of loneliness.
At the end of the school year, my parents finally came around and gave me my phone and let me back on social media. I was excited, I finally had my friends back. They were extremely excited to see me and talk to me, but only at first. Eventually they realized they didn’t actually give a shit about me, and I felt even lonelier than I did before. The only friends I thought I had only liked me because they saw me five times a week.
After a summer of having almost no friends plus the weight of having to think about college, save money for moving out, keep my grades up, go to church each week and feel like shit because everyone there is against everything I live for, I have decided I’ve had enough. I’m never going to transition successfully, even when I move out. I’m never going to be happy with the way I look or sound. I’m never going to have enough friends to satisfy me. I’m never going to have enough love to satisfy me. I’m never going to find a man who loves me. I’m never going to be happy. Either I live the rest of my life as a lonely man who wishes he were a woman or I live my life as a lonelier woman who hates herself. There’s no winning. There’s no way out. I’m sad enough already, I don’t need my life to get any worse. People say “it gets better” but that isn’t true in my case. It gets worse. Each day I get worse.
That’s the gist of it, that’s why I feel like killing myself. Sorry if that’s not a good enough reason for you, it’s good enough for me. As for my will, I want 100% of the things that I legally own to be sold and the money (plus my money in the bank) to be given to trans civil rights movements and support groups, I don’t give a shit which one. The only way I will rest in peace is if one day transgender people aren’t treated the way I was, they’re treated like humans, with valid feelings and human rights. Gender needs to be taught about in schools, the earlier the better. My death needs to mean something. My death needs to be counted in the number of transgender people who commit suicide this year. I want someone to look at that number and say “that’s fucked up” and fix it. Fix society. Please.
I will do my best to honor Leelah’s last request not to be sad. But I will get angry. This has happened to yet another transgender teen, despite growing support for LGBT equality. In a time when a transgender actress, Laverne Cox, can grace the cover of a mainstream magazine like Time, one would think that the ignorance is fading. And Perhaps it is in some parts of society. But, in others, it is not. So, if this angers you, do something. Join the movement. Tell everyone you know that this is what could happen if they do not accept their children for who they are. Tell your churches and other community organizations that the rejection of LGBT community members can, and is, quite literally, deadly.
I would like to see Leelah Alcorn’s parents brought up on charges of, at the very least, child abuse of some sort, but what really needs to happen is for these hateful people to be charged with this precious child’s death in some way. They didn’t deserve to be her parents, and she didn’t deserve to die the way she did.
Do not let Leelah’s death be in vain. Get involved. Educate yourself and others. Prevent other deaths, and for the love of every god I don’t believe in, realize that hate wrapped in prayer is still hate, and it is unacceptable.
RIP Leelah. You will be missed.