Looking around my school library right now, I am racking my brains for the perfect introductory sentence to this first column. How do I present myself succinctly and humbly while still capturing the reader’s attention? Do I start off with, “Hello, I’m Lyle Green and this is the story of my life.” No, that’s too dry. What about, “I am a 15-year-old transgender gay guy who is mostly tired and confused.” That’s also too dry. Or, I could begin with the classic line found in any YA novel: “I’m not like other boys/girls…”
In reality, I’m not interesting. I sleep all the time, play video games and constantly make jokes that would get me executed in other countries. I live through cycles of teenage angst, depression, hyperactivity and anxiety. I could sit here and whine to my keyboard for hours about my mental health, but in reality my situation is better than it’s ever been. Anyways, I’m not even here to talk about that. I’ve been given this opportunity to write from a queer kid’s perspective, about queer kids and for queer kids. A government by the gay and for the gay. Abraham Lincoln (bless his heart) would be proud. And for the time being, I’m very happy, and I’ve mostly got my life together.
I am one hundred percent out of the closet. And by that I mean I try to avoid ‘coming out’ to people like the plague. Most people I’ve met are kind, but some just don’t support people like me. Or they simply don’t understand. Queer people tend to mistake ignorance for bigotry- a huge mistake, as I learned the hard way. We are growing up in a generation of people who are far more accepting and willing to open their minds than our parents. Our parents are trying, too. God knows my parents have tried.
My intent with this column is to analyze social issues that have cropped up in my own life as a result of my gender identity, hopefully without sounding too much like an angsty thirteen-year-old writing poetry for English class. Here I will attempt to provide a trans person’s perspective on issues in the LGBTQ+ community, and share my opinion and analysis.
I am very grateful to have this opportunity. What high-school student gets to write for an official magazine?! I owe it all to my friend Maria, who took my coming out in stride, always asked me how I was doing, showed legitimate concern for my problems and has been so open-minded in a world full of ignorance and bigotry. This is a ride I know I’ll enjoy from start to finish.