Simple things like sitting at the bus stop to go home, [Black] LGBTQ people are killed for. This is why many black trans people are afraid to go out in the daylight and must wait until it is dark to go get something to eat, see a movie, go to the corner store, then risk being robbed or raped in darkness. It is deeper than being disliked, ridiculed or taunted. I used to be ashamed to even mention to my mom all of the fights I got into at school because of homophobia/transphobia. How none of my friends even spoke up for me but I was always defending them. How many of them would entertain the thought of me getting into fights. I was a quiet, kind kid and the only child. I didn’t want to worry her because I know how much she worries for me. I’ve bottled in a lot of experiences just to make others comfortable and so it won’t seem like I’m complaining. All of these experiences have almost turned me into a jaded, viscous person. That is why I read people so well now. Please recognize your privileges if you have them - if it is being able to go to classes and make it home safely, waiting at a bus stop, going into a grocery store, getting a job, getting an apartment. There are people like myself who won’t be able to.