Trans in my town: And my heart pours out
Today, I acted as an advocate during a meeting with a trans woman in my region and one of the local human rights commission chairpersons. My role was to ask the questions that she forgot to ask, to facilitate the discussion when there were problems, and to generally advocate on her behalf. I was mostly a fly on the wall at the meeting. It was a difficult role for me for three reasons.
First, the person that I was advocating for has a very heart-wrenching story and tells it with a lot of emotion. Very raw emotion. She didn't break down or cry, but you could tell that she was hurt and angry.
Second, she doesn't want any media attention because she wants to protect her family, which I completely respect, but she can't file a complaint without the media being alerted, and as we learned this today, she visibly deflated. She went so far as to ask me to find out for her if I could file on her behalf (which I cannot). The media attention will certainly affect her decision about filing a formal complaint.
Finally, at the end of the meeting, I found out what her largest motive was: she wanted to get gender identity added to the nondiscrimination policy in the cities in our area. It was really touching for me to hear her talk so selflessly in terms of her experiences and the consequences she wanted to see in the city.
At the end of the meeting with the city council chairperson and the secretary to the mayor, they both seemed very interested in why my city did not have gender identity in it's HR resolution. They asked for my contact information and said that they would be contacting me for more information on gender identity. I think a really important contact was made. And a very selfless and heroic person made an important impact on the process of change.

