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I'll tell you this much - I never (in 1992) thought I'd see a day when hundreds of people in my community would gather at 9am on a Wednesday to defend the rights of trans kids to transition safely.

Never could have imagined it.

In 1994, when I attempted to get the gender marker changed on my passport, I was quite literally laughed out of the office by the staff, who were telling each other what a joke I was in the broad hearing of everyone in the room.

That was in this town.

In 1993, when I was jumped by a group of fascists and beaten senseless.

That was in this town.

In 1992, when I'd transitioned, I was kicked out of my housing by my landlord, no notice, just get your stuff and get out. I was merely fortunate to find an apartment nearby that I could afford within a couple of days.

That was in this town.

So I am deeply moved by the number of people who showed up yesterday, not all of them queer themselves, to help defend trans kids.

People spreading the message of trans joy and trans life and trans love.

It makes me again #ProudToBeTrans.