TDOR: our safe spaces become violent
I want to remember my trans siblings today, but instead I have to witness from afar the same thing that always happens to us: violence, death, hatred.
I want to remember my trans siblings today, but instead I have to witness from afar the same thing that always happens to us: violence, death, hatred.
I want to be able to stand before my gods before I pass into the sunlit lands and not be ashamed of who I was. I want to leave the place better than I found it.
Doing the math of harm doesn’t mean that I get to disconnect myself from my choice once I’ve made it.