I'm struck by the fact that those who are least likely to know anything about us believe themselves most qualified to describe who and what we are.
I do not know why you spit on me. I can only guess. Did you know that I am trans? Did you know that I am queer? Did you just think i was ugly? Your choices didn't include letting me know how I had transgressed.
While white trans women and trans feminine people have escaped much of the worst violence, Black, Latinx, Native American and other transgender people of color have not.
They tell me it was "brave" of me to transition back in the 90s, before people understood transsexuals and before there were any other examples of anyone doing what I was doing as a teacher, but I wonder how brave it can be to do the only thing in the world that you actually can do.
When people focus on someone who is transitioning, it's surprisingly rare that they think about the companion the person could potentially leave behind.
When Harry was 2 years old and their favorite color was pink, it was Ken who bought them a pink sticker book, a pink beach pail, and pink streamers for their hand-me-down tricycle, a gift from the next-door neighbor.
Women, whether transgender or not, are beautiful and have the right to love themselves for who they are. Stop calling women narcissistic for having confidence and for sharing that confidence.
I understand being concerned for the safety of your loved ones, but for some reason, you've confused "transgender" with "predator." This seems like a problem that could easily be solved with a dictionary.
For all the innocent people who have lost their lives as a result of what may well have been Mateen's internalized homophobia turned outward, countless others lose their lives every day as a result of internalized homophobia and transphobia turned inward.
Some of you feel removed from the tragedy because you think these victims are not like you. Well, the truth is they are not like you. They understand prejudice. They understand what it feels like to be ostracized for nothing more than being who you are. They have a wisdom you are not likely to ever know.
I have long been horrified by the persecution and violence directed at so many people in the transgender community. But I find myself confused as to what I can do to help. Frankly, I find myself confused about many things.
Nearly a week after the horrific act of violence that claimed 49 lives in the worst mass shooting in U.S. history, my heart remains broken. It is h...
In this sense, I am a target, though I'd be lying if I said I usually thought of it that way. I came to accept long ago that I will always be the subject of others' questions unasked yet still internally answered in their head. A target because I am different and obviously so.
Since 1963 more than 176,000 children have died from gun violence in America — over three times more than all the soldiers killed in action in the Vietnam War and every external conflict since. Our children have a right to grow up in a caring and decent society that protects their right to live and learn in safety.
Self-described "allies," in this case straight white cisgender people, engage is a little round of "how could this happen?" It happens because we're still allowed to be a punchline and nobody gives a damn.
According to the tropes, a man must be strong, emotionless, tough, and dominating. His interests are limited to rugged pastimes or violent pursuits. As for fashion, dark and monochromatic is key, and under no circumstances shall a man be adorned with pinks or frills.