I'm a TRANnosaurus | Trans Guy Things Part 2

Not caring about misgendering |214|

A lot of the time when I correct people, either for myself, or for someone else they say, "Okay, *pronoun* *name* whatever! I don't care."

Why?

You don't have to sound so irritated. Switching a name and a pronoun is not actually that difficult. All you have to do is think of the person, write their name, and their pronouns on a paper repeatedly. It works.

Also,

You sure as hell better care. That's like me seeing you being harrassed, and saying "Get over it, I don't care, they aren't even being rude." Or seeing self harm scars, and saying "Wow, what an attention whore. I don't care, you're a freak, and you should die." Or insert every other fucked up emotional statement here.

Being misgendered feels like one of the biggest insults there are. Maybe that sounds stupid to some people, especially cis people, but it's true. When I get misgendered it triggers my depression and my anxiety. I have a anxiety attack, and then I fall into a mini depressive episode.

So you're basically saying, "Hey, because you aren't *sex assigned at birth*, you're less of a person, and I don't care about your emotions."

I mean, seriously. How hard is it to say, "Oops, my bad, *pronoun/name*." Or "Sorry, I meant *pronoun/name*?

I think I remember in elementary school adults always saying that it doesn't take anything from you to be nice.

What happened to that?

I also remember them telling me to be who I am.

What happened to that?

I just don't get it. Why are people so fucking stupid, conflicting, and rude?

Like gee, pick up a fucking book, follow your own morals, whatever they may be, and think about what you say, and what it does.

Clearly no one thinks about what effects their actions have. Otherwise I wouldn't be where I am right now.

I wouldn't be slipping back into another depressive episode, and this wouldn't be my worse one. About a month into it, and trying to find simple, easy, ways to die, without anyone realizing it, and trying to manipulate the system on what counts as suicide or not |Since I made a pact with someone, I'm not allowed to even attempt to kill myself, even if I really want to|

In the last one it took me a few years to get to this point.

And now I started in this point.

That's fucking great! I see a long future ahead of me! |not|

I just don't get it.

How hard is it to have some respect? How hard is it to be kind? How hard is it to admit that you were wrong, or you messed up, and fixed it?

Apparently, it's very fucking hard.

But whatever. I rant too much. Maybe because I'm so fucking pissed at the world, but still. I need to chill with my salt levels.

I don't feel like an interaction of the chapter right now, soooooo