When you threw this dedicated, volunteer under the bus, you not only threw away three months of my life -all of the time, effort, resources, that I was able to donate to our "shared" cause- you also robbed your group of all of the services that I had intended to perform for it.

That you rate me, and all that of which I am capable, as valueless, is scorchingly apparent. What was less apparent, at first, was your basis for discrimination.

Because of our mutually-professed stance against bigotry, I had approached you with the hope that I would not encounter the same poisonous, trans-phobic hatred that I have weathered everywhere else in my life. However, when your buddy, (who had never met me before, and had no cause to despise me) pointedly refused to exchange a civil greeting with me, not once, but several times... I began to fear that all was not kosher.

Later, as I leaped through every hoop you indicated, and you continued to grasp at flimsier and flimsier straws in your crusade to place me in the wrong, I sensed the end of our collaboration approaching, but at first could not understand why.

However, when you called the meeting in which I was to be excommunicated, and your sneering pal swaggered up to do the deed: ( the first words that this person has ever condescended to speak to me!) it became obvious at last: This is the same bigotry that I've been fighting forever! And me, willing to lay down my LIFE for you, my "comrades"!

All I wish to say, is that you have hurt me far worse than any cop, or any Nazi, has ever managed to do!