If you are trans, you have to survive.

You have to.

Yes, I know how much it hurts.

I know it’s cruel of me, but I am personally asking you to.

You have to be there ten years from now to show young people what’s possible.

You have to reach your next transition goal so I can cry happily when I read your excited post about it.

You have to fight, even if surviving is all the fighting you can do, because if you don’t, why should anyone else?

You have to remember the facts: this is not forever, death is certain so you don’t need to rush, and your voice echoes into the world more than you think.

On the strength of my having asked it of you.

You have to remember that I love you.

You have to survive.