It’s a somewhat painful. I don’t really care but

go to pharmacy with my now retired therapist to Pick up meds and more needles.

In full girlmode, makeup plus cardigan with my hair out.

im nervous as fuck and sweating because going out in public is suffocating cause I’m a shut in.

we’re next in line.

Pharmacist refers to me as “he” when speaking with my therapist about the price of the needles.

I notice but don’t say anything or correct her cause I didn’t wanna come off as the gamestop hon stereotype .

The pharmacists looks at me.

She says “I’m sorry if I offended you, what are your pronouns”.

I die a little inside and my mind is trying to scramble to say “she/her”.

She says ok and we get my meds and needles and leave.

When I got home I just zoned out and watched YouTube. things like that don’t hurt long term anymore, I just force myself not to feel depressed about being misgendered now by distracting my mind. I don’t like thinking about myself as a person or my gender. who honestly gives a shit.

(maybe I’ll post this on 4chan too when I’m unbanned.)