I'm finding it even harder to not start crying when I'm dead named or misgendered.
My grandpa said something about boys and my grandma thought he was talking about me and she said, "Excuse me, but (deadname) is NOT a boy."
Which of course, made me almost cry
Then a few minutes ago he told my sister to help me with something and he said "go help her" and even though is was something as simple as that, it made me pretty upset.
YOU ARE READING
My Trans Story
Non-FictionEDIT: Since completing this book, I've changed my name to Evan *** This book will be filled with my experiences in coming out, transitioning, random stories, and rants. I hope you enjoy!
