As you know, everyone as their pronouns. Mine are indeed, he; him; and his. Pronouns are a BIG part of my life. Without them, my dysphoria kicks in, and I get hardcore panic attacks and shit.
I've hinted to people to use certain pronouns, but they never get it. I've only had one person call me a dude. Hey, better than nothing, though.
I've accidentally said my name was Max to a transphobic person, whom I didn't come out to. That took a lot of explaining.
I'm thinking of telling my sibling that I'm Trans, but she'll probably cry and yell at me, too. She's been through some pretty fucked up stuff, and she's 12.
My mother caught me using male pronouns one time. I didn't hear the end of that. Hell, I asked for guys clothes and was grounded five minutes later. I've given up with her. Again, maybe therapy will help.
See ya, dudes.
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I'm Transgender...
RandomMy life is a living hell. Why not tell the story? Basically, I'm ftm transgender, and no one agrees with it, nor accepts the fact I'm not going magically act like a girl to make them happy. Yeah... I rant a lot.
