Where are those of us who transitioned thirty, forty years ago? They're out there, I know, just living their lives. But invisibly.
And representation is how people imagine a better future for ourselves.
This is why you see people despairing, crying out, "is it too late for me to transition? I'm 25." Absurd, on one hand, but... all too understandable, really. And it's a great sadness to me that I've only ever met two trans people over fifty who transitioned more than a decade ago.