Every day is a Trans Awareness Day when you’re openly trans. Every interaction, every sideways glance, every moment of choosing authenticity over safety is an act of awareness.
So when Trans Awareness Week comes around, I sometimes feel conflicted. On one hand, it’s a welcome opportunity to talk openly about our lives. On the other, I can’t help thinking that there’s already too much awareness – just of the wrong kind.
We are, perhaps, one of the most discussed groups in Britain right now. Politicians, commentators, and campaigners seem endlessly fascinated by us. Yet so few of those conversations involve trans people themselves. The result is a strange kind of awareness: a noisy, abstract debate that bears little resemblance to our actual lives.
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The truth is simple: being trans is just one facet of my life, my family and my humanity. I lead an everyday life like any other.
But that humanity is easily lost in the noise. In the mid-2010s, I thought we might be turning a corner – that trans people could live openly, safely and with dignity. Yet here we are, in 2025, facing new attempts to roll back equality, from the EHRC’s draft guidance following the April Supreme Court ruling to the political rhetoric that casts our existence as up for debate.