Camila Maria Concepción, escritora, atriz e ativista trans latina que trabalhou nas séries “Gentefied ” e “Daybreak” da Netflix, morreu na semana passada por suicídio, confirmou seu representante à Variety . Ela tinha 28 anos.

Mais recentemente, foi escritora da série zumbi e atuou como assistente de escritores de "Gentefied", o programa bilíngue recém-lançado sobre três primos mexicanos-americanos e sua luta para perseguir o sonho americano.

"Estamos com o coração partido pela perda de Camila Concepción", disse a equipe "Gentefied" em comunicado. “Ela foi contratada como assistente de nossos escritores em 'Gentefied', mas rapidamente entrou em nossos corações como irmã, escritora e amiga. Ela co-escreveu o episódio 109 'Protest Tacos', e ficamos impressionados com seu talento incrível e sua voz única. Ela era definitivamente uma força a ser reconhecida e estamos profundamente tristes com a perda de uma de nossas estrelas mais brilhantes.

Concepción, que era do Império Interior, surgiu no negócio sob Jill Soloway e trabalhou em estreita colaboração com o criador do "Transparent" para avançar a iniciativa 50/50 até 2020, que está em campanha pela paridade de gênero no setor. Antes de seguir uma carreira em entretenimento, ela estudou literatura inglesa na Universidade de Yale.

Em um comunicado, a Netflix a descreveu como uma “escritora talentosa apaixonada por contar histórias, levantando vozes sub-representadas e lutando pela representação na frente e atrás da câmera”.

Estamos profundamente tristes ao saber da morte trágica de Camila Concepción”, dizia a declaração da serpentina. “Ela fez contribuições ousadas e críticas para a nossa indústria, mais recentemente, através de seus incríveis textos sobre Gentefied, e seu legado continuará vivo através de seu trabalho. Nossos pensamentos estão com sua família e amigos neste momento de perda. "

Concepción foi representada pela UTA, que disse que "ela era uma defensora feroz de tudo em que acreditava e foi afastada de nós muito cedo".

Camila era uma alma única e tivemos muita sorte de ter trabalhado com ela”, disse a agência. “Ela tinha muitas histórias para contar e continuaremos trabalhando em seu nome para garantir que essas histórias sejam compartilhadas com os fãs".

Muitos que trabalharam com Concepción foram às mídias sociais para prestar homenagem a ela. Os co-criadores de "Gentefied", Marvin Lemus e Linda Yvette Chávez, compartilharam suas memórias dela e sua descrença com as notícias.



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Camila, mi amor, I can't seem to write these words without bursting into tears. I can't believe I'm writing these words at all. Because you're supposed to be here, Camila. You were supposed to be there Thursday and you weren't. And I texted you because I was worried. Because you were missing. A big part of this dream was missing and i should have known... I should have listened to that voice inside that said something was wrong... My love, you were brilliant. You were powerful. You were a creator Marvin and I were ready to champion to the ends of the earth. The first time you sat in that room with us a year and a half ago you were magnetic. You told story like you were spinning cotton candy. The sweetness enveloping the jagged edges of a woman looking to heal. My girl from El Monte who went to Yale who loved her girl from Norwalk who went to Stanford. And we trauma-bonded over being the only ones in a sea of whiteness. Over leaving our hoods and doing better and doing right by our mamis. You were an angel God sent me. I'll never forget the first text you sent me filled with so much love, respect, and adoration. You said you looked up to me but in words that felt like they were coming from the universe itself because you always seemed to send them when I needed them most. When I was struggling with making the show and was having a hard time believing in myself. You were this angel that would pop into my messages or into my office and say exactly what I needed to hear... and did I ever thank you for that? I thought I did but now I can't remember. And fuck I hope I did. You were a light. A brilliant light that struggled to shine in the midst of the darkness in this world. But I saw you, girl. I fucking saw you from the moment I laid eyes on you. I knew you were fucking magic and I wanted the world to devour your magnificence the way you deserved. Baby, you were going to have a show on HBO. I needed that show. I needed your voice. Your story. Your wisdom. Your fucking fierce wit and fearless IDGAF fervor. You should be here.
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I’ve been trying to avoid writing this post all day. Late last night the Gentefied family learned that we lost one of the brightest souls, not only on this show, but that I’ve ever met in my life. I’ve been trying my hardest to numb the hurt by focusing on the show and all the love coming in, waiting to get a phone call to let me know this was a sick joke. Camila, Im so mad at you right now. I’m so fucking pissed because I kept waiting to hear back about that coffee. I was excited to see what crazy outfit you were going to wear to the premiere. I’m mad that I don’t get to hear you ramble on and on about what you thought of your first episode of television. What I’m sure would be mostly talking about how fucking great you are. And you would be absolutely right. When Linda and I met you, we knew you were the most special, raw talent we’d ever fucking met. We knew you were going to be huge. You were going to be bigger than just our writer’s assistant. I’m so fucking mad at you because I’m one of your million adoring fans and I was going to make it my personal mission to make sure the fucking world knew your name. I was so excited thinking about being in the room again with you and being annoyed at how many fucking pictures you would ask me to take of you because you knew my conceited ass also wanted to get the best shot that made you look amazing. Mija, I knew just an inkling of the pain you were feeling and the hurt you had gone through. You inspired me every day with your perseverance and your ability to shorten very fucking word to fit into your schedule. Mija, I hope you’re at peace now. I’ll get over my anger. I’m not ready yet. Maybe it’s just my way of holding onto just a bit of the flame that made you so incredibly bright. The past 24 hours were supposed to be for all of us. Pero te lo juro que we’ll make every minute from now on count in your honor. Siempre. Rest in Power. Rest In Peace. Te amo. Your big brother, Marvinganoosh.
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