I am a transgender woman who is still early in her transition. Living as myself full time, finally being the woman I always was and was meant to be, has been the most emotionally significant experience of my adult life. I’ve had to put a lot of work into this, from learning new skills and routines to acquiring in short order the things other women have had years to procure. It has many moments of being scary, especially in this country’s current political climate, and it has many struggles of its own, but I don’t know how I possibly lived so long before coming out.
I was recently laid off from my job of 4 years, and didn’t quite have things lined up when this month’s rent came due. I have also been getting the frustrating run around from Florida trying to apply for reemployment assistance; I’ve been trying to apply for going on two weeks, and due to complications in their system I still have yet to actually put in my application. This hasn’t stopped me from seeking employment, but I haven’t been hired yet. I now have to pay the remainder, plus a late fee, before Friday the 7th or I will be evicted. While being homeless would have anyone scared, as a trans woman I admit to being terrified as certain resources are closed to people like myself. Having a home is more than just a place to stay; it is security, a place where I know that I am and will be safe. In an era of looming ‘bathroom laws’ and the threats of the current White House against things like our civil rights and right to employment, knowing that there is one space where I don’t have to worry about angry stares or worse is absolutely essential.
I’m trying to keep fighting, and I know that all I need is some time to put my life back in proper working order. I just need to get past Friday, and in order to do that, I have to ask for help. I’m not used to that, but I no longer have the luxury of pride; I have nowhere else to turn, and almost no time to turn to it. For all intents and purposes, my life has barely begun; please help me to continue my growth into the person I am by helping to save the safe space in which I can blossom.