As The Crow Writes

There is a teenage trans kid in my family. I would do just about anything to protect them. The fact that there are people that see them as a threat in any way makes me furious. All they want is to be able to live as themselves, to play video games and make art and share stupid jokes with their friends and just be a teenager, for Pete’s sake!

Now, me? They absolutely should see me as a threat. Because I’m a trans girl who survived 37 years swimming in the psychic static of my dysphoria, who spent two years learning to talk to angry strangers about God in Chinese, who learned how to be a voice in politics fighting against hate and lies as an activist for reproductive rights and justice in Texas. And together with the rest of my trans siblings, LGBTQ+ comrades, my cishet allies and accomplices who believe in love and aren’t so blinded by hatred and propaganda that they can’t see the beauty of our trans joy, we are going to destroy the world those people who think a thirteen-year-old trans girl is threatening want. Because a world where driving kids to despair and death rather than letting them be their true, beautiful selves is considered proper and correct is a hell on earth, anyone who wants it needs to fix their heart, and any god that demands that deserves to have their idols torn down and their temples left desolate.

Hi. My name is Anja, and I’m a girl. And if you have a problem with that, you had best look out, because I am my mother’s daughter, and as a wise man once said to someone trying to get in her way on the path of righteousness, “even the president of the railroad gets off the tracks when the train is coming.” And I’m here to make a better world for trans folks and all of us, so you can get on board, get out of the way, or get wrecked. Your call.