I was scrolling through Instagram today and came upon a very happy looking transgendered gentleman. One of his posts had the quote: "I began to be called "he" or "sir" from behind- and my heart would leap with a moment of joy". -Skylar Kergil Reading this made me realize just how true this is for me. I am always to thrilled when someone refers to me with a masculine pronoun. I feel honored when a waiter asks me "sir what can I get you to drink", or when I child refers to me as a he when whispering to their parent. I feel like I have done something right when someone thinks I am a man. Really thinking about pronouns I realize that I do not like being referred to as ma'am. I feel no connection to being formally greeted as a woman, and if anything feel kind of uncomfortable about the whole thing. However, when someone refers to me as she it doesn't really bother me. I don't mind my name (Brianna) and don't feel uncomfortable when people use it or when I introduce myself. I almost have a neutral connection to my current name, as if it's just a fact that I am stating not necessarily something I connect with. What I am having the hardest time with is the fact that my wife calls me "wife" or "little wife" quite often. I feel so strongly connected to this simple name that I don't really understand it. Could I grow to like "husband" as much as I do "wife"? Yes, almost certainly. But I just worry maybe she won't and that scares me. Anyway rant over. Moral of it is I hope I can eventually find myself enough to be as happy as Skylar seems.