Love to the Trans Community

The rage continues to fill my body.

Day after day, I feel anger, fear, grief. For the trans community, simply trying to live their lives in a world that often seems like it wants them dead.

This raging fire in my soul is both personal and professional.

As a part of the queer community, as someone who has trans loved ones, and as a fucking human who can understand the basic fact that we all probably will feel better if our inner world feels more congruent with the vessels we exist in, and that the gender binary is a grotesque absurdity made to box us into a restrictive, white supremacist framework.

And as a mental health professional, seeing people spew absolute nonsense about the “sCiEnCe” behind the gender binary, describing trans and gender fluid people as mentally ill, claiming they know what’s best for the mental wellbeing of others, makes my blood boil.

And I’m just an ally. This is not happening to me. I might deeply care, but I recognize I’m not at all impacted in the way that the trans community is, every single day.

So while I might not be able to fix the horrors (because revolution always takes collective effort), I want this small space I take up here and in my practice to be abundantly clear that the trans community is loved, supported, and seen, and that there is absolutely no room here for anything other than that.

I’ve seen therapists cause immense damage to queer people, and that should not fucking happen, and I’m so deeply sorry that this has been so many people’s experiences with mental health.

Please know that there is safety for you here. That as a therapist and as a human, your existence is valid and important and I want to be a small part of creating a world where you don’t have to fight so hard just to be alive and well.

Sending love, always 🖤