The whole ‘never existed’ thing with trans people plays on my mind sometimes. I’ve looked on a few insta accounts of fairly young trans people (in their 20s) and they make it very clear they do not want their previous name ever uttered (deadnamed), and won’t look at old photos, that the person before didn’t exist. It makes me think of my son, who’s still a little boy but the thought of him one day saying he’s a trans women and never wants to speak about his childhood is devastating. Like it would have all been for nothing. All the memories and the love. I have no reason to believe he ever will want to change his gender by the way, so I’m worrying over nothing
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I’d like to think I’d support him no matter what but calling him a different name than the one I gave him or saying ‘she/her’ when talking about the past would honestly break me.
Ps - sorry for this rambling, I’m sure those of us with young kids right now are all a bit apprehensive about our kids futures and the trans thing is a pretty big one.