I Won’t Speak to a Single Cis Person Today…Again
Multiple times a month, I go an entire day without speaking to a single cis person.
I am a therapist, and most of my clients are trans and/or nonbinary. Almost all of my friends are trans and/or nonbinary. I don’t talk to my cis mom every day, though I love the times I do. I don’t go out of my way to avoid cis people, because I am fortunate enough not to have to avoid them on purpose.
In these terrifying times where fascists like Michael Knowles at CPAC are calling for the “eradication” (hmm…sounds eerily similar to the word “extermination,” no?) of trans people, I have to take the joy where I can get it.
Most trans people are not in my position, so I don’t mean to boast. I mean to remind myself that on the days where I feel like melting into the floor because the transphobia is so vile, so heavy, and so burdensome that it’s hard to image a future for myself or my clients, many of whom are trans adolescent s— that I am so fortunate.
I’m so grateful that I have the privilege of only talking to trans people for an entire day on a semi regular basis. I get to live in a world where I am accepted and celebrated for my genderqueer trans man uniqueness.
All I can hope for is that opportunity for all trans people to experience unabashed acceptance, love and…
