I wish trans people sucked
#ThingsYouCantUnsay
I wish trans people sucked.
I wish that when you thought about trans people, the default reaction was, “they’re so basic. There’s nothing interesting about them.”
I wish we generally lived boring lives, wake up, do our part for the community we live in, care for our families, maybe do a bit of work, make a really boring dinner, bed early.
I wish you knew so many trans people that when someone new came out as trans, your spouse turned to you with a bored expression and asked if they should order your usual coming-out gift for trans people. In the same way as you have a signature baby-shower gift.
I wish trans people were not, generally, some of the most interesting, vibrant, resourceful, creative, determined, self-aware, clear-eyed, insightful, caring, and kind people you know.
I wish we didn’t have to be all those things to have a chance to survive. I wish that accepting ourselves and coming out was not a gauntlet that leaves all but a random fraction of the most amazing of us to die, our truths snuffed out unacknowledged.
I wish we didn’t need to be the best of the best, just to make it far enough to see the light through a crack in the closet door.
Goddess, I wish trans people sucked.