I'm grateful to Kinesis for that insight into what it's like to be on the receiving end of the "Pronoun enquiry".
Do we want a world where everyone grovels to visibly trans people like we’re bad-tempered invading soldiers?
If I ever feel disgust at my own transness, it’s moments like those. I don’t want to be associated with the kind of person who has a hundred petty meltdowns a day.
I can't fully grasp what it must be like having people round you treating as if you're about to explode in a narcissistic rage at every perceived slight. When you know that's not who you are it must feel like you're being impersonated by someone when you're treated that way - that they've met the evil twin/doppelganger beloved of desperate plot devices.