Now that I’ve made my ebook “Who Cares? Life for an Irish Transgender Teen” free to the public (you can download the full thing here), I’ve decided to publish the chapters here on my website. Below is a chapter from this book which was published in April 2016.
One of the hardest things for me to accept is that there are bad people in this world. It disgusts me, terrifies me and shocks me to know that I, or the people that I love could come into contact with any one of these people at any time. A part of me is intrigued. How do these people become this way? Are they in any way redeemable? Can we solve these people’s problems? Were they born like this? I ask myself these questions every time I hear that someone’s been murdered. Or when I see online videos of people abusing animals. Or when I watch in horror as unspeakable acts of terrorism occur. Hearing these kind of things weighs on my soul. I wish I didn’t get so affected but at the same time, I don’t. I’m glad I feel so strongly about these things because that’s reality and although it’s important to lose touch with reality at times, it’s also important to pay close attention when reality becomes as horrific as this. The most recent example I can think of is the Paris attacks on the 13th of November 2015. I was alone in my apartment when I heard. I began to read article after article on what was happening. I couldn’t believe how horrific it was. I got extremely upset that night and went to make myself a hot chocolate. But nothing could remove the attacks from my soul. I sat in my dark room trying to fall asleep but unfortunately I couldn’t for a long time. I finally had a very disturbed sleep full of nightmares and worries for a few hours.
Waking up the next day I still felt distraught. I went for a long walk in a nearby park listening to music and stopping to read a book. But I couldn’t get those people out of my head. It took me a number of days to stop being so upset over what happened but I believe that all of these things continue to sit on my soul after I’ve heard of them. In December, I went to visit a very broken Paris and was inspired by their strength and unity. The diary that I kept when I was there contains some of the most intense pieces of writing that I’ve ever written. The city had a remarkable effect on me and I will forever remember that trip as a very prominent event in my life.
The point of me discussing all this is to inform you that I have thought long and hard about cruelty and I don’t have any answers. I think that there is such a thing as a terrible, irredeemable person and it genuinely scares me. But what can we do about this? We can try to be the best people that we can be. We can be kind to those around us and help those who need it. We can give money to that homeless person sitting on the side of the road. We can help a young person to find themselves. We can apologise to those that we’ve wronged in the past. We can continue to criticise those who do wrong and to hold people accountable for their actions through social media and through other platforms. We can forgive those who apologise and who mean it. We can unite with those who have been attacked and affected by the ugly side of the society that we’re all a part of.
I do believe that the good people in this world outweigh the bad people and I do believe that things are improving. It’s vital to stay informed on the negative things that are occurring in this world but if you are getting extremely affected remember to read up on some positive occurrences too. No one person can change the whole world but it is possible for a person to change their own world for the better. Why wouldn’t you desire to be the best person that you can be? Stop doing things that intentionally hurt others. I know that hurting people sometimes can’t be avoided. I’m not asking you to be perfect, but just try your best to be a good person. That’s all any of us can do and that’s what everyone should do.
Read a letter from my past here.
Watch my poem about the way people treat me below: