When I talk to myself, sometimes I call myself my dead name, or my gender I don’t associate myself with. I am self-aware enough to know I’ve associated myself as male and [name] for thirty-seven years, but it annoys me I haven’t made that connection in my brain somewhere that yes, I’m a girl, my name is Eshe. I feel it in my soul, so why is my brain being such an ass?
@ada@lemmy.blahaj.zone This! And I’m glad someone (it was probably you Ada tbh) told me the same thing. We’ll both get there @EsheLynn@lemmy.blahaj.zone