I grieve for the trans family, and for my family – Rachel Gonzales
May 24, 2018 at 8:30 am
When people ask me about our family’s transition, I always share that I never mourned the loss of a son, because I never had a son. But I did grieve—and continue to grieve—the loss of a certain kind of privilege. The loss of my sense of safety. The loss of my peace of mind because of the exponentially higher chance that my sweet, kind, innocent, playful little girl could one day be victimized simply for being who she is. The loss of feeling insulated from people so deeply bigoted and hateful that they would kill a person—any person—because they are living the life they were born to live.