International Transgender Day of Visibility (TDoV) is a day for celebrating the lives of transgender people, recognizing the contributions we make to society and rallying against the discrimination we face. TDoV also functions as a counterpart to the International Transgender Day of Remembrance (TDoR)[1]; with TDoR being a somber occasion and TDoV having a more celebratory nature.

For this week, in observation of TDoV, I invite you all, the posters in our community to write a little bit about the celebration of trans lives.

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  1. TDoR is observed on November 20th and memorializes those of us who’s lives were stolen by transphobic violence, particularly trans women of color. TDoR was initially founded in 1999 in remembrance of Rita Hester, Chanelle Pickett, and Monique Thomas, three black trans women who were murdered in the Boston area. ↩︎

  • sodium_nitride [she/her, any]@hexbear.netEnglish
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    14 days ago
    negativity

    You know despite my positive comment earlier during the day I’ll spend TdoV being completely alone and discussing things with mental health people (trust me, it will not be fun). No, I will not be girlmodding.

    And I’ve been utterly unable to do absolutely anything girly since the failed coming out so yeah. Idk what I’m being positive about.

    suicide

    I don’t even want to do anything girly because it feels like I’m setting up expectations for my life being something better and right now, I’m at least killing myself “peacefully”. A corpse-like creature going through the motions of life. Zombie?

    I can’t talk to this about anybody irl. Because well it doesn’t feel like it helps. Nobody has any real tips for me. Nobody can solve the root problem. It takes ages for the medical system to even begin “processing” me. Like I’m going through it but it’s april! I began my latest rounds of talk in January and tommorow I will have my first talk with a half-way specialised team who will hand me over to a more specialised team.

    I don’t want to go to a doctor anymore. I don’t want to be shuffled around. I don’t want to be examined and have to lay bare my vulnerabilities to someone I don’t trust. It’s not like I ever shared the full story. Don’t think I will ever tell another person.

    Am tired. Really tired.

    :::