The Trans-Queerian Orchestra

There is no way I can fit all of my feelings into a fucking blog post. I can try.

No one should have to join a LBGQT group or LBGTPAPWHDPOW or some other acronym-filled group in order to feel accepted or their tolerance.
In my perfect and nonexistent world, everyone would just LOVE YOU no matter what you “label” yourself as or realize who you are. We shouldn't need a club, it should just be common knowledge! (As if that will happen any time soon...and this upsets me.)

One of my closest friends is currently transitioning.
At first it felt weird to me, but I realized, it’s not about me. He FINALLY feels he is the person he was always meant to be. “Born a female, but feels like a male” isn’t always the right phrase to say as a friend, but it’s an elementary way of thinking about it. It’s more than “feelings.” It’s finally finding that sense of identity they could never put a word to… I imagine it’s like feeling trapped. It’s not a “phase” or a “crisis.” To all of those who are transitioning or wondering if transitioning is your path, you are STILL the same person as before, but you owe it to yourself to be comfortable in your own skin.
You deserve love and compassion from your friends and family.


So where the hell are we? As a society, a body of individuals grouped under one country’s name, who are we to ever feel the need to discriminate against or act different towards someone who is attracted to the same sex, opposite sex, or still doesn’t know?

Why do we even need these labels?
Why can’t we feel comfortable seeing a same sex couple cherish the sanctity of marriage? Children?
A life and family together?
I think loving and being loved has no boundaries in regard to human sexuality.


Pride week? …Everything that celebrates a minority should be celebrated and cherished EVERY day.

I’m not even sure if I said everything I wanted to say.

Why can’t people just SEE?