"I'm here for the same reason you're here: I tried to kill myself."Even as I lied in a hospital bed recovering from my own failed suicide attempt, I was heartbroken that this young man had found life as a young LGBT teen so unbearable that he thought suicide was the only way out. I prodded for more of an explanation. I revealed to him that I knew when he was 13 that he was gay. He revealed that he realized it when he was even younger. He obliged my prodding.
"My whole family disowned me when I finally came out of the closet. My dad said he wished I was dead. I just couldn't handle it anymore. I'm only 19!!, and I have no family!"I cried with him. And, it was there that the seeds were sown for doing something to make a difference. Nobody should have to go through what he was going through. No young person should have to feel that death was better than dealing with the negativity that is cast upon being gay or lesbian.
If I could take a 'straight pill' tomorrow, I would. Being gay is just too hard. I'm tired of being shit on everyday. My dad acts like I don't even exist!Sadly, neither of them are with us today.
Today, we remember the hoards of young people who have lost their lives simply because a society can't find it in their hearts to accept rather than hate. Whether their demise came from their own hands, or at the hands of someone, the result is the same: they are all casualties of a war that should not even be being fought.
To the young men and women who gave their lives protecting our country, thank you. We honor you today and everyday.
To the young people who's lives were cut short because of a society that made your lives unbearable, thank you for touching our lives. We love, honor, and miss you today and every single day.