This World Is Broken—and I’m So Damn Tired

Let me just say it plainly: this world is broken. It’s upside down, backwards, and full of people with twisted priorities and paper-thin morals. And right now, I’m looking squarely at you, Conservative Christians and anti-trans crusaders.

Because I’ve been watching. Listening. Feeling every word thrown at me, at us. And I’ve had enough.

The Hypocrisy of Conservative Christians

Let’s start with the ones who hide behind crosses and pews. The Conservative Christians who commit abuse, spread hate, and then walk into church on Sunday expecting absolution. They lie, cheat, and harm others—yet claim they’re on the express train to heaven.

Meanwhile, someone like me—a transgender woman just trying to live authentically—is damned, reviled, dehumanized. Why? Because I have the audacity to be myself. Because I believe love is love, and identity is truth. I don’t need forgiveness for existing. I need space to breathe.

The same people who cry about morality are fine with corruption, cruelty, and discrimination—as long as it fits their political narrative. And don’t even get me started on their views about immigrants. “If you don’t like this country, leave.” Really? That tired line? Some of us didn’t have a choice. Some had to come here. And once here—once they contribute, pay taxes, and try to build a life—you still tell us we don’t belong the second we disagree? And yes some of us do still have a home country, but you know what. Our lives are here. Our work and family is here. But you still tell us that we can just go back if we don't like the direction this country is headed in.

That’s not patriotism. That’s bigotry in a red, white, and blue costume.

And it's just a shitty attitude, particulary from people who claim to be Christian. I have read the bible, it tells you how to treat immigrants and your way is the opposite of that.

Faith Isn’t Real Unless It’s Tested

Here’s something I know—despite not being Christian myself: faith is meaningless if it’s never tested. If you only surround yourself with people who think like you, if you never question, never challenge, never open your heart to difference—that’s not faith. That’s indoctrination.

Real faith is loving your neighbor even when their life doesn’t look like yours. It’s treating others with dignity, not deciding who gets basic human rights based on your interpretation of a 2,000-year-old text. It’s compassion. Empathy. Humanity.

And if you call yourself a Christian and a medical professional, and refuse to treat people outside your belief system? Then no, you don’t have faith. You have fear, and a deeply fragile ego hiding behind a god-shaped mask. Everything I have read in the bible would tell me the same thing. Every story of Jesus had him healing people without questioning their beliefs. Without asking them to be like him. How dare you claim to be christian and a medical professional and act like you are better than others. How dare you claim that and refuse to treat people. You are a bigot, plain and simple.

The Cruelty of the Anti-Trans Movement

Now let’s talk about anti-trans rhetoric, especially from cisgender women who should know better.

You’ve lived in a world that put you second to men. You’ve tasted inequality. And yet, when it comes to trans women, many of you spit the same venom that once silenced you. You should be allies. Instead, too many of you have become gatekeepers of womanhood.

Why?

Let me tell you something from experience: validating a trans woman doesn’t invalidate you. If you feel threatened by someone else’s identity, that speaks to your own insecurity—not mine.

When you misgender us, mock us, or try to legislate us out of existence, it doesn’t make you righteous. It makes you cruel. It makes you small. It makes you a tool of oppression.

I had privilege once. I grew up in Scotland—white, perceived male, born and raised. I didn’t know it at the time, but I had it easy. That changed when I became an immigrant. It changed more when I came out as trans. My male privilege disappeared, and with it came a crash course in what it means to be seen as “other.”

Now I know. I’ve lived both sides. And what I see is this: privileged people fighting like hell to hold on to a status they don’t even recognize they have.

And let me say it clearly: I do not have a penis. And nearly every documented attack against cis women has been committed by cis men. So don’t come at me with this “trans women are dangerous” nonsense. The real threat is the one you ignore because it’s familiar.

I’m Done Being Nice About This

I’m tired of the lies. I’m tired of being told there are “more important things.” If that’s true, why are your politicians wasting time attacking trans kids and trans healthcare? Why are you cheering it on?

You say it doesn’t concern you. That’s a lie.

You either don’t care—or you support it. And either way? That makes you part of the problem.

I am exhausted. But I will never stop speaking out. I will never stop sharing my truth. I will not be silent so that you can stay comfortable.

You don’t get to tell me what womanhood is. You don’t get to define me.

I’ve survived more than most. I know who I am. And while I refuse to dehumanize anyone, I will call out hypocrisy when I see it.

Live in your narrow box if you want. But don’t you dare try to drag me in with you.