A Letter to Leonard Nimoy

Adolescence is hard for everyone, especially when you have Depression, Aspergers, and ADHD all shoved inside one girl. But even when I didn’t have any friends, and I spent my days by myself, I was never alone. I always had Star Trek. Not surprisingly, I found myself very attached to a certain green-eared hobgoblin that couldn’t express his emotions very well, let alone read others’. Spock was my favorite character of all time. He was the first poster on my wall, and he was my first cosplay. But more importantly, he was me. I could see myself reflected in him, and that was something I’d never experienced before with a fictional character. I would watch Star Trek for years, rewatching episodes on my way to school and streaming the movies on my phone during lunch, it was always a part of who I was. Eventually I would meet my best friend, and you’ll never guess what our first conversation was about (you got it, Star Trek) And next year, I will take my first astronomy class, so I can finally learn about the final frontier.

I guess the point of this is, Leonard, I hope you knew the effect that you’ve had on people. Whether it’s the people who watched since the first episode, or the generation that watches you on Netflix.

Thank you for showing me that being different isn’t a bad thing.

Thank you for showing me that if you be yourself, you will find friendship.

And thank you, thank you so much for showing me the stars.