I’m trying to imagine what it would be like to just be trying to live my everyday life & for my very existence as a person to be the hot topic of debate relentlessly day in, day out. That barely scratches the surface of what trans people go through.

I’m trying to imagine the pain of being told I’m a danger to society just for being there. That my existence invalidates other, more worthy, people’s existence. That I should just be quiet & go away for the sake of everyone else when I’m not harming anyone.

For people who don’t even know me to assume I’m either acting in bad faith to harm them or acting out some delusion, just because they can’t relate to my lived reality. To be told that because some people are abusive online in my name that I don’t deserve basic rights.

For people to refuse to acknowledge me for who I am, instead imposing their own idea of who I am based in fear and misunderstanding. For me wanting to just get on with my everyday life being called an agenda, a societal madness, an issue to be debated.

I have trans friends. I can’t claim to understand what they go through. But I can tell you that they are just people. They’re people. Usually very brave people who’ve had to go to hell & back just to be who they are. I don’t recognise them in your monsterising descriptions.

And they’re people who are in grave danger thanks to prejudice against them being totally normalised. Thanks to looking for help in places they should find friends & instead finding enemies. They need people to be a fraction as brave as they are & speak up for them.