Saw, loved, and accepted
Someone wrote…
My boyfriend wrote my name on my leftovers from the restaurant. But he didn’t use the name my parents assigned me at birth. It’s the first time he’s used the name I adopted as I transition to a more masculine-presenting person. I feel like he saw, loved, and accepted the me I want to be. I want to weep for the joy of it.
What’s your experience?
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May 20th, 2012 at 9:07 am |
A, and possibly- THE- most important person to be accepted by, and to receive support from; that’s wonderful!
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