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An Open Letter to the Lawmaker Who Has Never Met Me

Representative, You have never met me, and you have written several bills about my body. I have read them. They are heavy with words like “protect” and “common sense” and empty of any sign that you have spoken with a single person they would actually affect. Legislating a life you have never encountered is not […]

An Open Letter to the Pundit Who Debates Me for Ratings

Anchor, You found a reliable formula: seat someone who thinks I deserve rights beside someone who is not sure, point a camera at the friction, and sell the heat as balance. Six minutes, two talking heads, one settled question dressed up as an open one. The format flatters you as neutral. It is not. There […]

An Open Letter to the ‘Just Asking Questions’ Crowd

Concerned Citizen, You are “just asking questions.” I have noticed the questions only ever point one direction, and never wait around for an answer. They are not really questions. They are accusations wearing the punctuation of curiosity, and we both know it. Real curiosity reads. It sits with the medical consensus, listens to the people […]

Being Trans in Tech

Tech likes to think of itself as a meritocracy, judging the commit and not the committer. In my experience it judges both, and the second judgment is just quieter. I have watched a room take an idea seriously only after a man repeated it, and I have learned to read the temperature of a stand-up […]

My Existence Is Not a Both-Sides Issue

There is a format the media loves: two guests, one of whom thinks I should have rights and one of whom thinks that is up for discussion, talking over each other for six minutes while a host nods neutrally in the middle. It is presented as balance. It is not balance. It is staging a […]

On Deadnames and the Person You Used to Perform

A deadname is not just an old name. It is the name of a performance you gave for years so that other people would be comfortable — a role you played so well that some of them mistook it for the whole of you. Hearing it now does not feel nostalgic. It feels like being […]

Visibility Has a Cost, and I Pay It Anyway

Being visibly queer in public is a choice with a price tag, and the price is not evenly distributed. For me, being out means the occasional stare, the comment, the wondering whether a given room will be fine. For others it means real danger. Anyone who tells you visibility is free has never had to […]

Pronouns Are a Courtesy, Not a Debate

Using someone’s pronouns is not an ideological position. It is the same basic courtesy as learning how to say a colleague’s name correctly, or remembering that someone goes by Kate and not Katherine. We do this for each other all the time without calling it a philosophy. It only gets reframed as a debate when […]