Last night, I called 911 because someone I love was sending me texts about their suicide plans. I am so grateful that they are alive this morning, and that I am alive, and for all the people in my life that continue to fight the stigma of mental illness. The system would prefer to erase so many of us, especially queer and trans people of colour. The system wants to erase everyone that doesn’t fit, that doesn’t perfectly uphold it. For some of us, staying alive one day at a time is radical. It’s one way of fighting. For some of us, some days, just continuing to exist is a massive task, a gift to our communities, and a big f you to the systems that oppress us. Sending love to all those people that will continue to live, exist, and feel their hearts beat for one more day.