Transgender Day of Remembrance

Sadly, it's once again the Transgender Day of Remembrance, the day to mark the loss of--this year--the 180 dead worldwide who were killed for their difference. I apologize for not posting this earlier today, having been tied up on personal things. I should have done this first, because the hate directed at our transgendered people is hate that sooner or later spreads to everyone else who does not follow the path that is enforced by the narrow-minded and the frightened with violence.

I will never understand this, never. To me, my life is complicated enough. I'm kept busy keeping my own life from running off-course. I have no energy to tell others how they should live, nor do I have the inclination. People should be allowed to make their own decisions, and others should take care of their own lives and have the courtesy to allow others the same right. It doesn't seem that hard to me, but every day I see evidence that millions of people are all too happy to tell others what is the "right" way to live--and to kill if others beg to differ.

Here's to a world where everyone is accepted for exactly who they are. And here's to those who have gone before.