It will never completely leave me - and even now, it ebbs and flows like the ocean shore, washing over me relentlessly and, by god, crashing over me during full moons and thunderstorms. It will never leave me, like the sound of the beach in a conch shell when you listen close enough to it, like the smell of salt water in a fisherman’s hair. I have grown up at sea, become a woman within its depths - my transformation is permanent.
"We also have to stand up for rights. Transgender women are vulnerable to gruesome physical attacks because they are vulnerable to many preceding assaults. Does your community include gender identity in its human rights ordinances? Can a landlord throw someone into the street because he doesn’t like that her gender expression? Can a business refuse to hire someone who refuses to “dress like a man”? These are the precursors to murder. Stand up and stop them and you’ll stop the murders, too."