my father was discussing the topic of transgender people today and he pulled the “well how would you react if I came home one day and told you I was a woman and wanted to be called Carla? You would be upset because I’m your dad.” and without a beat I replied “Then you would be my mother, and Id be upset that you didn’t tell me sooner. Id sit with you every step of the way and Id call you mom, Id use she her pronouns and that would be it.” He said I was only saying that because of the types of people I hang around. He said if I hadn’t been exposed to it I wouldn’t be that way and he said, “People are born a gender and that’s what they are, why would they want to change who they are?” And I said, “Well that’s the thing. Before I met my very first trans friend, I always questioned things like this, and I certainly believed then and now that no matter what you should respect someones decisions even if you don’t understand it. And most of all if you love them you should support them. At eleven years old (best friends name) killed herself. You know why I say her? Because at eleven years old she told me she felt like a girl. At eleven I accepted it. I didn’t understand it, I didn’t know that meant she was trans, but at eleven years old without any knowledge, without any exposure I simply took it for what it was. That’s the most important thing. And I think you need to stop trying to tell me, or anyone else what people are, and what people aren’t. No one can determine that besides themselves.”
no. one. can. determine. that. besides. themselves.