The thought of a national debate about which bathroom I can use never really occurred to me — especially when it runs parallel to presidential debates in an election year. I must really be important, because strangers care so much about my basic human needs. Or is it that I’m different and they’re afraid of me and believe I exist only to prey upon their children?
Sadly, as with any debate, it’s both. As a proud, transgender woman of color, I have more in common with those who are against me than they realize. We’re all human, free, part of a community, in possession of unalienable rights, and, I believe, children of God. What sets us apart is how we treat each other. And, our life experience.