Not far from where I live, in the last few years, at least three women have been brutally murdered because they were transgender...and Albuquerque is generally a remarkably tolerant place. It's staggering to ponder how me being me could somehow be threatening to some people. I'm outraged by this, being thrust into personal conflict. I try to grasp and honor the deep gender insecurity someone would have to feel for them to hurt someone who was gender variant, and at the same time part of me wants to strike back forcefully or at least stand guard to protect the brave ones who have made the hard choice of expressing their true selves openly.
For most of my life I've been silent about my gender issues, yet that silence does empower the assholes. I still feel I must use great discretion, mainly because I know going full tilt would cost me more than I'm willing to lose financially and I believe I'd lose some of my most precious relationships. That said, I have no reservations whatsoever about being an advocate / protector of gender variant folks. "Rising tides raises all boats" (FDR) As I empower others to be their deepest selves, I open doors for myself that I perceive to be closed.