Technically I asked my friend to call me by feminine terms to try it out, but the result is the same. Egg cracked, found out I’m a trans girl.

  • Rose Thorne(She/Her)@lemm.eeEnglish
    11Β·
    11 months ago

    After years of being β€œmisgendered”(More like they got to see the truth while I was still blind), this is almost a personal hell to me. It’s such a reflex to go β€œIt’s fine, never bothers me!” when someone thinks they got it wrong.

    Like, looking back, those little pangs going through my heart when they β€œcorrected” themselves shoulda been a hell of a sign, but even now, it’s just an auto response, and then I feel like a bitch for going β€œSorry, it’s actually is ma’am” when I do.

    • π•―π–Žπ–•π–˜π–π–Žπ–™βš§ [She/Her]@lemm.eeOPEnglish
      5Β·
      11 months ago

      I never feel bad for correcting them when they self-incorrect themselves. I tend to be more on the aggressive side when someone gets it right the first time but then goes β€œsorry sir”. One time I went off on a waitress for doing it, and she looked so scared and deeply regretted it, she looked like she was going to cry. After the meal when she brought the check she apologized profusely for misgendering me. So I think being a bitch about being misgendered is sometimes a good thing. When I’ve been nice people are pleasant but end up forgetting. But when I’m a bitch, they remember.

      It’s like spritzing a cat’s face with water to get them to stop doing that thing they shouldn’t be doing. Unpleasant but necessary.