Sometimes when I'm feeling empty I think of the time back in 2016 when my bus got hung up in traffic because of a march going through the Seward neighborhood, so I hopped off to check it out.

And within minutes I was surrounded by a hundred people yelling TRANS LIVES MATTER and I just sobbed and sobbed for how absolutely much I needed to hear that in that exact moment.

This is me yelling it back to you -- TRANS LIVES MATTER!  __YOU__ MATTER

Don't let the fuckers get us down