Visibility is a fraught subject for many within the trans community, which itself is a very real thing and not a reductive myth of a fictive monolith perpetuated to make it easier for individuals to make sweeping, universal claims on behalf of the whole collective. Thinking about such widespread ignorance brought me down for a moment, but then I remembered the words of abolitionist Mariame Kaba: “Let this radicalize you, rather than lead you into despair.” A smile crept back across my face. I am legally obligated to cite in everything I write about trans people, so it probably has something to do with that. A staggering 84% of Americans say they don’t know a trans person personally, according to a six-year-old Human Rights Campaign stat.
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It was early in the morning, so there were very few people on the sidewalk, but I made sure to say good morning to everyone I passed, though unfortunately many did not say hi back. Lacing up my boots and donning my new favorite mask – a cloth one featuring a beaded portrait of Dr Rachel Levine, the first openly trans federal official confirmed by the Senate, that was hand-embroidered here in Brooklyn by a local trans ally – I set out to scrounge up the visibility I deserved at the coffee shop two blocks away. If a trans woman is standing in her bedroom and no one’s around to see her, is she still valid? I didn’t want to stick around to find out. Every window I saw across the street had its drapes down and shutters drawn. I flipped on the lights to increase visibility, but it was no use. I walked to my window and pulled back the curtains. If I was going to be seen today – think of it as me channeling Annette Bening in American Beauty, I will be seen today – it would only be right that I use my platform, ie, myself, to promote members of my community, yeah? Rolling out of bed, I slipped on my fluffy, trans flag Ugg slides and ambled to my dresser where I retrieved an oversize black T-shirt made made by Macy Rodman, a musician here in Brooklyn and trans woman herself. I’m so lucky to have the support of my community.
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My friend Xanthippe, a New York-based diversity and inclusion consultant who’s been working with Amazon for the past couple of years to help them improve their facial recognition software so that it stops misgendering trans and nonbinary people, helped get me that deal.
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I am here to represent.” I repeated this into my phone screen, its front-facing camera reflecting my face back to me, while still lying in bed, wrapped in the powder-pink weighted blanket I got for free last summer in a Pride sponsorship with Local Linens, the national bedding conglomerate that partnered with Amazon for an exclusive line of products.
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I, personally, began my morning with a mantra: “I am seen.
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And so we, the community, have developed a wide array of customs to celebrate ourselves on this day.