Transgender Day of Rememberance (TDOR) 2016

Today is International Transgender Day of Rememberance (TDOR). It is the day we remember those of us who have lost our lives because of who we are. There are events all around the world where people light candles and read out the list of the names of our dead. Some of these people were murdered, and some were as good as murdered and took their own lives because of the abuse they received because of their identity.


So, why am I not at my local TDOR event right now? It’s supposed to be my own community, right?


The trans community here has not felt like a safe space for me for quite a few years now for a number of reasons. You’d expect that such a marginalized group of people would look out for each other, but they don’t. There were a lot of power games going on, and even when they weren’t directly being abusive towards me, I couldn’t put up with the way they were treating others. I felt on the outside because of being a person with disability. Maybe another day I’ll go into more depth about things that I’ve dealt with from what was supposed to be my community. Despite this issues, I had been seriously considering attending TDOR this year.


Feast Festival, which is the local “lgbt” festival, usually has the TDOR event as part of the festival. However, this year, their closing party was a couple of weeks ago. This is just one of many indications that they’re really only an “lgb” festival that tries to make people think it’s more inclusive than it actually is. They do mention TDOR in the feast guide for this year, but the accessibility section of the guide shows that they didn’t even care about making it accessible to people with disabilities, so there goes my plans for attending.


I’ve felt for a long time like I don’t have a community, and then things like this happen to confirm that I really don’t.



A Short Poem About Apathy

I wrote this poem a few years ago, and thought I’d share it here. I haven’t done much creative writing for quite a while now. I don’t remember exactly what thoughts or events led to me writing this, but I think it’s just as relevant now as when I wrote it.







Some people have almost no regard

At all for their surroundings,

They’re self-absorbed, disinterested

And don’t much care for those around them.

Turning a blind eye to corruption

When comes time for the next election,

Their leaders they willingly follow

And the usual empty promises swallow.

They’ll vote for the government in fashion.


On what do they base their decisions? Is it anything more than tradition?

So many promises never kept

Under the carpet promptly swept.

So many questions to be asked

But that’s always somebody else’s task.

How can they observe and not react?

While lies are being presented as facts.

In blissful ignorance they bask.


The world with many problems is faced

But to a lot of people this doesn’t seem to matter.

As long as they have all they want and can afford to waste

It’s not their problem if the rivers are running out of water.

Whatever they need they can get

And whatever will happen hasn’t yet.

Generations to come may struggle to survive

But things won’t get too bad while they’re still alive.

So why should anybody fret?


They see no reason to be worried,

They go on saying “it’s all good”.

For their wastefulness they’re not sorry

When they’re not the ones running out of food.

In large comfortable houses they live

Without struggling to make ends meet.

In their flashy cars they drive

Without noticing the homeless on the street.

But they don’t offer the help they could.


People will follow where someone leads

For something to do they read the news.

They don’t seem bothered by what they read

And they will not let you challenge their views.

If someone somewhere committed a crime

It was in another place at another time.

“It didn’t happen anywhere we go,”

And “It didn’t happen to anyone we know,”

They are not effected by a stranger’s abuse.


People like sheep will flock

To hear religious preaching.

Leaders often use guilt or shock

To add force to their teachings.

Whether or not their words are true

Has little to no relevance.

So many of the world’s big issues

Are results of extremist influence.

Most people will not take a stand; they just sit on the fence.


Whether their leaders are the same that caused

So many countries to go to war,

To consider these things they do not pause,

Of the suffering of others they’re hardly aware.

To lend a hand they refuse,

“Some people win and some people lose,”

They proudly insist that they have rights

But for the rights of others they will not fight.

They should try walking in another’s shoes.


The world becomes overpopulated

By people so unmotivated,

To make changes they will not try.

Through life with ease in comfort they cruise.

“Into the lives of others we mustn’t pry,”

Really what a pathetic excuse!

Do they have no empathy?

Are they all plagued with such apathy?

When I read the news tears fill my eyes.