Story time. I need to put this to words.
I was at the clinic, and they asked me multiple times if I had a preferred or chosen name different from the one listed on my insurance and medical records.
Yknow. So they could address me as who I am. That matters to them.
And multiple times I lied.
I said "No. It's fine. I'm still figuring it out. No worries. [Redacted] is fine."
Multiple times, I said this. Not because I wanted to hide or I didn't want to share.
I did this because I was 98% certain that hearing my true name out loud from someone else in an accepting and, even, celebratory manner (because these wonderful people were exactly that and more besides) would cause me to break down in tears that I've been wanting to shed for a few months now.
And I think I regret that a little. Just a little.
I'm going back in three months. I'm going to correct this. I don't care if they have to mop me up off the floor.









