Posts by Debi
Happy Tears
Crying happy tears. I just read the best message from the woman I was arguing with on the Lila news story a couple of days ago. She apologized for being ignorant and hateful, said she’s spent the last day reading and learning, and now she would be completely comfortable with her daughters being in a locker room with a transgender girl. This is why I engage in these conversations online. As frustrating and hurtful as they can be, you never know when they will make a difference. This is how allies are made. This makes the sad, angry, and frustrated tears worth it. How did the conversation go, you may be asking? Here’s my part of the conversation. (The woman...
Read MoreTrans Lives Matter: Ignorance Causes People to Die
With news of the 11th murder of a trans woman in 2015 in the US, I’m tired of people sitting by thinking that their ignorance is ok. #TransLivesMatter is more than a catchy hashtag. It’s a reality. The lives of these murdered women mattered, and we need to stop people from trying to invalidate trans lives.
Read MoreHow to Be an Ally to Your Trans Child
If you’ve struggled to accept your child as trans, but now want to show them that you are onboard, here are a few ways to be their ally.
Read MoreFor Parents Who Aren’t Supportive of Their Trans Teens
A lot of parents refuse to support a child who comes out as transgender. Here are a few reasons they should.
Read MoreSharing Our Story at Trevor Project
My family was invited to attend the TrevorLive Gala in New York City in June. I met David Bond of the Trevor Project earlier in the spring at HRC’s Time To Thrive conference where he heard me mention Avery trying to jump out of our car when she was four years old. He asked if I could also speak at TrevorLive to let their supporters hear how trans kids can be suicidal at an extremely young age because of their dysphoria and a lack of acceptance. I hope that our story made enough of an impact on people in the audience that they made larger donations than planned to support children like ours. Here is my speech from that evening: My name is Debi Jackson. My...
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