He had just moved to Atlanta from Chicago and had this whole stereotypical macho thing about him.
We’d just met, so I can only imagine the infinite possibilities swirling in his head.
Being a person of color that floats between the queer world and the straight world adds all the more pressure.
I constantly have to juggle other people’s hangups around gender, sexuality, and race simultaneously.
That didn’t stop the intense expression of confusion that spread across his face.“So you’re a man? “Do you know how lucky you are that I’m not, like, crazy?
Because I know plenty of guys who would really do some shit to you.”“No, I’m a woman, a transgender woman,” I answered, trying to make him understand. His entire view of me had changed and there was no going back.
One of my biggest fears is becoming another murder statistic: someone for the media to posthumously misgender, leading the public to believe that I somehow deserved to have my life taken away.Despite one pervasive misconception that transgender people transition for the approval or acceptance of future sexual partners, when I transitioned there was nothing about the forthcoming experience that assured me I would be seen as desirable. But when you’re trans, it’s hard in a completely different way.I didn’t know if I’d ever have the chance to be loved. It’s all too easy to internalize the assumptions that we are rudimentary facsimiles of the people we actually want to be, or that we take on a lifestyle that’s all about mutilating our “God-given, natural” bodies.So far this year, at least 18 trans women have been killed in the U.S., while countless others have been attacked or have attempted suicide.When information that rapper Tyga was caught in a scandal with transgender model Mia Isabella, for instance, social media had a field day.