And if you needed convincing about his depression, just look at the lyrics to “If I Was Gone”… or even the title alone:https://youtu.be/_J6UzKEFlbk
“Oh! The years are fading
Withering and swaying
Soft like a flame that dances about
And the dim faint light is going out
“I fought for years through
Blood and sweat and tears, now
Everything about me has gone wrong
Where did I go wrong?
And tell me now, do you believe
Would anybody miss me
If I was gone?”
I don’t think I even have to explain those. He’s hurting deeply right now. It’s honestly really sad.
People with dysphoria believe that once they transition, their depression will go away, but the numbers don’t reflect that at all… In fact, quite the contrary. The suicide rates are terrifyingly high, and it’s because transitioning doesn’t solve the root source of the depression, it only masks it temporarily. And once that wears off, they realize that they’re left with a mutilated body and are no longer attractive to the vast majority of people. It’s at that point that they feel they have nothing left, and make that final choice.
And you’re right, the left has screwed him over, and as someone who cares a lot about him (I’d even call him a good friend), it’s heartbreaking to see him fall into this. I’d been trying to get him to move out of San Francisco for a long while now, because I’ve seen what it does to people. I’ve lost most of my other friends who live there to LGBT (“lost” because they cut me out of their life at that point), suicide, or more often both. I really, really hope that he snaps out of this before it’s too late. His Twitter shows that he started on the estrogen only a few days ago, and the breasts are only prosthetic so far… there’s still time for him. I really hope he doesn’t do anything irreversible here.
And Travis, if you’re reading this, I’m sure you know who I am by now. Know that I don’t hold any of it against you… I just want what’s best for you. I care about you. I want you to know that you’re loved and valued for who you already are. You don’t need to change to be “good enough”. You’re already a fantastic and talented individual with a future brighter than you realize. Please don’t give up on yourself. You’re strong. And you’re never ever alone, okay? I pray for you every day. I’m tearing up just from writing this at this point. You can reach out to me anytime, okay? I’m here.