i’m currently phasing out transphobic family members and generally taking on a firm “get on board or get the fuck out” approach with people. maybe later on when i’m not a baby trans, i might have more room inside me for trying to reach those people. or maybe i never will and frankly i don’t ever have to. right now i am in a weirdly fortunate position to even be able to make this choice for myself. so it sucks but also i am thankful that i am in the kind of circumstance that allows me to cut loose these awful chains.
anyway. a really cool thing that happened recently is that when someone misgendered me and i corrected him, he said “thank you!” enthusiastically. and straight up? it changed my entire perspective with regard to the well-meaning and trying-so-hard wonderful people in my life who accidentally goof my pronouns sometimes. my desire is never to make these people feel guilt, but just to continue trying and celebrate the trying, together. we’re growing together and it’s my fave. and i deserve to feel excited! but it’s especially dreamy when the people in my life who love me also feel excited. so if you are one of those people, thank you for fucking-everything. thank you for the trying and the blooming and the joy.
