So today is that time of the year where it’s Transgender Day of Remembrance. Since the last TDoR over 200 trans* women were killed just for being who they were and a large number of people killed were overwhelmingly people of colour.
Being Transgender is not fun at all, you can be assaulted, verbally abused, questioned about your name or what genitals you have and as I wrote about earlier you can be killed just for being who you are. You might have to explain your anatomy or history to partners as well all while not knowing how they will react.
As a trans woman with a support network I still have a hard time believing if any partner would love me as who I am or if they’re treating me as a secret. In the past I’ve been assaulted, threatened, stalked and even had death threats put through my door just because for being who I am. These are things I’ve come to expect for being trans now and as I expect for being outspoken and campaigning on LGB&T issues locally and around the country.
It really shouldn’t be this way, everyday I wish I could of been born a cis woman or wishing some people wouldn’t bring up or know my old name. I also wish that being trans (or having a trans history) wasn’t a big deal for some people.
Like I said earlier I have a great support network from friends, family but also from Twitter and the likes of people I’ve met through facebook but it’s still hard to get though each day knowing about what people say/think or even do to us. That knowing there’s people who will want to invade our privacy, or think it’s okey to ask intimate details about our lives (like who we love? How do we do it? What parts do we have?). Sadly people have asked me these (and also asked friends or family of mine this as well)
For four years now I’ve been a outspoken campaigner on LGB&T issues (Mainly the T) and have seen many things improve in my time such as the increasing awareness of trans issues and people BUT the fact that there’s so much more that needs changing still but it’s a uphill battle.
I thank my friends and family for being there for me and everyone else for being there for all the trans people in their lives. We need it and appreciate it (even if we don’t say it or show it). We don’t do what we do to be inspirational (I think we all get told this at some point). We are resilient, beautiful people with complex stories and who knew, perhaps better than anyone, what it means to overcome and I hope daily that the work that people like us are doing will allow more of us to overcome the violence that this world does to us so often.
We aren’t going to be going away and the light of everyone of us that is taken to soon, will carry on in each one of us as the fire in the bellies, of us who live to see another day, to carry on fighting