When people tell you your pronouns aren't real and fake. Not understanding the literal years of trying to force myself to fit into binary pronouns only to feel uncomfortable and like a fraud.
My neopronuns are mine. They are who I am. Using them makes being alive slightly more bearable.
I still remember the first time I read a post in my Roblox group of Zay referring to me using xe/xem. I cried tears of joy. The euthoria i felt. That feeling of acceptance is one they makes me feel seen.
For to long had I tried to mold myself to fit others expectations of me. I tried using labels that were popular enough that people might understand... She/her. She/they. They/she. She/he/they. And so on. But that isn't me.
I'm proud to say I'm Fern. And my pronouns are
Xe/They/fern/Suk/Pom/Star/Katsu/eraser/Angel/kit/mew/cat
