Dear Sibling,

I don’t know what your journey looks like. I’m not sure if you’re out or closeted… medically transitioning or not. I don’t know your name or what you enjoy. There are many things that I do not know. I won’t pretend to. But I do know that you are worthy of love.

Your status as a transgender person does not take that away.

I know that there are those who may say things which make you question the value of your very life. Harsh words may be thrown at you and violence may be something you encounter. I wish it were not so… but I know that these things happen. The fact that they happen is not an indication that your inherent worth as a person is somehow less than that of anyone else. It speaks to the state of a wicked society which would allow anyone to believe that mistreating you is okay. It speaks to the condition of the heart of those who reject you. It does not say anything about you.

You are worthy of love. The way you experience life is valid. You have just as much of a right to live out loud as anyone else. I may not know you personally but you are my sibling. I love you. I’m rooting for you. And I will keep writing to you here so that, for a few moments, you will know that someone is carrying you in their heart.

With all of my heart,

Bash