I read a letter from a friend today.
They didn’t title it, but if they had, it would’ve been called:
“I’m scared to be myself in the country I call home.”
That laws are being written not to include them—but to erase them.
That every headline, every rollback, every “debate” chips away at their safety, their dignity, their right to simply exist.
They said,
"It feels like we’re being told to disappear again.
To go back into closets we spent years breaking out of.
To justify our existence to people who refuse to see us."
And you know what hit me the hardest?
They weren’t asking for special treatment.
They were asking for basic humanity.
To be able to walk into a therapist’s office, a classroom, a doctor’s clinic, a grocery store—without fear.
I share this not for sympathy.
But for awareness.
Because these rollbacks aren’t about politics.
They’re about people.
People like my friend. People like yours.
We can’t be quiet.
Not now. Not ever.
If you’ve got privilege—use it.
If you’ve got a voice—raise it.
If you’ve got a friend who’s scared—stand with them.
Because no one should have to write a letter like that in 2025.
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