I just want to take a moment to remember two beautiful black queer people who didn't make it to this blackout due to suicide
First blake brockington who was so present on my dash and I definitely feel the void for… Saddened because I reached out to him a few days before he chose to take his life. It was the first message I ever sent but I had a feeling he could use some love so I send him some and let him know he could reach out if he felt led. He never responded. :0( he was a trans and lgbt activist and I wish I had known him personally. His passing hit me hard though.
Second my dear old friend tauret davis who was a fiercely femme fat queer diva hippo goddess who loved food, makeup, heels and everything queer, and community. She took her life a few days ago. She was a lgbt, body,fat, sex positive advocate and educator… She worked on immigrant rights, womanist issues and raciam issues, sex work related rights and protections… I could go on for days about all the work she did. She was incredible. Because I move a lot and no longer stay in our hometown of nyc we were not as close. Love never left though… She saved so many lives, wish she could have saved herself.
Thing is, people like them are so necessary in our communities. We suffer when they can’t bear to stay. The burden of leadership and the struggle of empaths is great. The world is a bit dimmer without them. we need to keep them lifted in love. Today I honor them both. For all who see this, feel free to take a moment for your loved ones lost to suicide as well. Tag them, share their stories, light candles, hold space for them, be gentle with yourself. Black folks need to start having serious conversations about mental heath and healing from trauma. The struggle is real out here. Love to all of the fierce and fabulous queer black people out there. We need each other. Reach out and love.
