When I talk to myself, sometimes I call myself my dead name, or my gender I don’t associate myself with. I am self-aware enough to know I’ve associated myself as male and [name] for thirty-seven years, but it annoys me I haven’t made that connection in my brain somewhere that yes, I’m a girl, my name is Eshe. I feel it in my soul, so why is my brain being such an ass?
I’ve done that a handful of times. It’s only happened when I’ve been on full mental autopilot and totally distracted with other things.
The more frustrating part about it is that my acquaintances notice and figure if I slip up, then it’s more okay if they slip up from time to time too. And yeah, I try not to give people too much grief if they make mistakes, but, like… Please try not to make mistakes.