Saturday, 30 January 2016

the thing about my birthname

Today we had a family gathering and my aunt said my birthname at the end of it. She corrected herself, but I still feel really shitty after those moments - also because she knows I'm trans and my new name for over a year now.

So, the thing is not my birthname or someone saying it. The thing is someone saying my birthname when referring to me or speaking about me (after I told them I'm trans *).
I don't care about people knowing my birthname and I will probably tell every friend or genuinely interested person who asks. But never (NEVER (!)) call me by my birthname!!! It is not my name. Yes, it once was, but it isn't anymore.
I mean, you can say "[Birthname] was a great name" or whatever to me, but don't call me by my birthname!
I know from other trans people that they can't even stand hearing people say the name at all, because they find it utterly disgusting. I actually really, really love my birthname.

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* Half of my grandparents still don't know, so they - of course - call me by my birthname.

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