Immediately got misgendered by chemist when showing my prescription (testosterone). Whatever. She said she’d supply me. I need to get a move on with legally changing my name, but the thought alone consumes me with guilt.
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I suppose “Marina” is painfully female. My mother named me so as a tribute to her brother who drowned at sea while fishing with his crew. Most of her people were fishermen. Still, it feels like a betrayal to both her and him to even consider wiping any record of that name from my documents.
Mar is still ocean-orientated, but just not the same. I do not know. I long for the day where I do not feel as though I am constantly letting someone down.
View from when I visited the pharmacy today.
Thought of you, Gaby. The wind felt nice.
I love the ocean I want to live by it when older. I just love large bodies of water but the sea is a particular favourite of mine it always makes me feel happier