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"The 2022 USTS was accessible exclusively through the USTS website (USTransSurvey.org) and was hosted on Qualtrics. Data collection occurred from October 19 to December 5, 2022. The 2022 USTS sample includes 84,170 adults (18+) and 8,159 youth aged 16 and 17, for a total sample 92,329 transgender identifying individuals from all 50 states, the District of Columbia, five U.S. territories, and overseas military bases. In this report, we limit analyses to adult respondents only. [...]

Key characteristics of 2022 USTS adult respondents include:

Gender: Thirty-eight percent (38%) of respondents identified as nonbinary, 35% as a transgender woman, 25% as a transgender man, and 2% identified as a crossdresser.

Intersex Status: Five percent (5%) of respondents reported they were born with a variation in physical sex characteristics or had an intersex variation or Difference in Sex Development. Seventy-two percent (72%) reported they were not, and 23% reported that they did not know.

Race: One percent (1%) of respondents identified as American Indian or Alaska Native, 7% as Asian/Asian American or Native Hawaiian/Pacific Islander, 8% as Black or African American, 14% as Latino(a)(x)(e)/Hispanic, less than 1% as Middle Eastern or North African, 56% as white or European American, and 13% identified as two or more races. Less than 1% identified as “a racial or ethnic identity no listed above.”

Age: Forty-three percent (43%) of respondents were age 18 to 24, 6% were age 25 to 44, 9% were age 45 to 54, 6% were age 55 to 64, and 7% were over the age of 65.

Educational Attainment: Thirty-five percent (25%) of respondents had completed high school or obtained a GED, 26% had completed some college, 13% had not completed high school, 11% had a bachelor’s degree, 7% had an associate’s degree, and 7% had a master’s degree or higher.

THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain

In the field that is stored with its millions of slain;

The charnel-grounds widen, to me they belong,

With the vaults of the sepulchre, sculptured and strong.

The tower of ages in fragments is laid,

Moss grows on the stones, and I lurk in its shade;

And the hand of the giant and heart of the brave

Must turn weak and submit to the worm and the grave.

Daughters of earth, if I happen to meet

Your bloom-plucking fingers and sod-treading feet--

Oh! turn not away with the shriek of disgust

From the thing you must mate with in darkness and dust.

Your eyes may be flashing in pleasure and pride,

'Neath the crown of a Queen or the wreath of a bride;

Your lips may be fresh and your cheeks may be fair--

Let a few years pass over, and I shall be there.

Cities of splendour, where palace and gate,

Where the marble of strength and the purple of state;

Where the mart and arena, the olive and vine,

Once flourished in glory; oh! are ye not mine?

Go look for famed Carthage, and I shall be found

In the desolate ruin and weed-covered mound;

And the slime of my trailing discovers my home,

'Mid the pillars of Tyre and the temples of Rome.

I am sacredly sheltered and daintily fed

Where the velvet bedecks, and the white lawn is spread;

I may feast undisturbed, I may dwell and carouse

On the sweetest of lips and the smoothest of brows.

The voice of the sexton, the chink of the spade,

Sound merrily under the willow's dank shade.

They are carnival notes, and I travel with glee

To learn what the churchyard has given to me.

Oh! the worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain,

For where monarchs are voiceless I revel and reign;

I delve at my ease and regale where I may;

None dispute with the worm in his will or his way.

The high and the bright for my feasting must fall--

Youth, Beauty, and Manhood, I prey on ye all:

The Prince and the peasant, the despot and slave;