14/11/2025
This week always brings up a mix of things for me — pride, exhaustion, hope, grief, and a strange kind of clarity.
Trans Awareness Week isn’t just about visibility. For many of us, it’s about survival, history, and the endless work of making space where there wasn’t any.
I’ve spent a long time learning how to exist in my own skin, how to honour the parts of myself that took years to understand, and how to shed the versions of me that were built for other people’s comfort.
Transition, for me, hasn’t been a before-and-after story. It’s been a lifelong practice of becoming — slowly, messily, deliberately.
I’m lucky to live a life now that feels aligned. I have a partner who sees me, a community I work in every day, and a sense of self that feels stronger than it’s ever been. But I also carry the reality that many trans people don’t get safety, support, or even basic respect.
And I don’t forget that.
So this week, I’m holding space for the full picture:
• The courage it takes to live truthfully.
• The grief of what’s been lost along the way.
• The pride in who we are becoming.
• The responsibility I feel, being someone visible in a small town, to make things easier for the next person.
If you’re trans or questioning, you’re not alone. If you’re an ally, please keep listening, learning, and standing with us — not just this week, but every week.
Here’s to authenticity, to community, and to creating a world where trans people can exist without having to explain our existence.
