RIP #Leelah Alcorn: #TranslivesMatter

  For the last couple of days my heart has been heavy.  I've been reading of the suicide of Transgender Teen Leelah Alcorn who committed suicide by walking in front of an oncoming tractor trailer. My heart is bothered and troubled.
  After read the last Tumblr post from Leelah, I learned that the reason for the suicide was her rejection from her family.  It hurts to see my Transgender family hurting in any form or fashion. The fact that the parents were cowards and used religion to disgrace Leelah irks my freaking nerves. I do offer my condolences.
  Throughout this child's coming of age and into being the Christian parents would only take her to biased, Christian therapists in order to "cure" her.  Obviously in this case religion didn't work.  Let's stop using religion to treat things that aren't broken.  There was nothing wrong with Leelah. What pisses me off is that these religious asshats had the balls to say that Leelah was "wrong," and "selfish." They blamed Leelah for being who she was.  They did not do as the scripture says, by approaching and handling Leelah with love.  They must've missed that in Bible School
  To make matters worse they have the audacity to misgender Leelah and refer to her by her birth name Joshua.
  We can talk about God's plans all we want, but how do we know what God wanted for Leelah.  Sometimes throwing religion at people is unneeded. This is a prime Example. #RIPLEELAH you are free now.
  This is the last Tumblr Post Leelah Posted before Taking her life:
  "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."
 This is a troubling event that needs to stop.  My heart goes out to those Transgender people who are mistreated by society and their families. If they are so Christian like, where is the love?
Yannick T.