I miss @eatenbyawhale.

And it makes me so sad that she'll never see this message.

It's so strange, isn't it, how I can feel such grief for the loss of someone I never met, whom I barely ever interacted with? As I'm writing this, I'm starting to cry. I'm trying to hold back the tears, but I just can't. They're flowing down my cheeks now, dripping onto my chest.

Bella made such a difference in my life, even if she didn't know the half of it... just by being herself, by existing, by living openly and generously. And I believe, with all my heart, that I cannot possibly be the only one.

I don't even know why I'm writing this, two months after Bella died.

I even sent it to her in a DM just now, before copy/pasting it here in this thread.

Why would I do that? She'll never see it. She's dead. She's gone. Forever.

I just miss seeing her around Twitter so, so much, and am forever grateful for the brief time that our lives intersected.

She was one of my greatest trans role models, and I hope that I can follow in her footsteps, and inspire others even half as much as she inspired me.

I just miss you so much, @eatenbyawhale, and I wish you weren't really gone.