i hold a wish for everybody who doesn't currently think of themselves as transgender gets the time, opportunity, and space to do so at some point in their life. it's such a raw, deep, blessing to be both incredibly fucked up and immeasurably beautiful, able to wield either of those states to serve whatever purpose you desire. your existence is undeniably real, a threat to established violent norms and a blinding beam of hope to everybody who has anything to gain by being free and unbound in themselves
and by extension, i hope that transgender people everywhere get to think of themselves not like a weed growing in the pavement, but like a mushroom in a mycorrhizal network. you aren't persisting despite it all in a world not made for you. you are the world, growing into the cracks of enforced imaginary ideas, feeding from the bonds of legitimacy between the signified and the signifier until they've withered and decayed, leaving them disconnected and peacefully afloat in a sea of indifference