Memorial, on desecrated memories and irrational hatred.

Today I write to you all with a heavy heart. Many of you might not be aware but recently the worlds first memorial to the trans victims of hate crime was completed.

The fact people found it in their hearts to carve it was extremely heartening.


However today after about a month from completion the memorial was desecrated. Hateful messages were carved into the wood, and even the memorial plaque was deliberately mangled. Due to lack of CCTV in the area the vandals will be hard to identify, and as such they probably believe they have gotten off scott free. This entire mess fills me with sadness, I feel as if the grave of my mentor has been defiled. Most of us have lost somebody to the hatred that provokes this kind of shit, in my case the person who guided me and protected me in the early days of my transition was murdered . Every one of us knows at least one person who has fallen, and that is unacceptable. Now it seems we cannot even mourn our dead without fools such as these ruining it in some way.

I have news for this scum, whatever you try it will not work.  The memories these people left us with are far stronger than the hate of any fool. The gift of a touch on the arm, a kind word, a reassuring hug. Of the guidance those who fell left behind for us will never fade. We will heal, and a memorial can be restored. Whether you know it or not you have failed, we will remember and we will rebuild. Nothing will prevent that. Hatred will never prevail while we hang onto the love our brothers and sisters show us.