Looking back

I was just looking back and reading my initial post. Reading about how my parents supported me in the beginning and how, over a year later, they still don’t call me Chris (my mother sometimes remembers on rare occasions) and they never refer to me as male. At work the only person that refer to me using male pronouns is the manager that I can’t stand and vice versa. I have a co-worker that tries really hard though and I love her for it. It’s probably baby brain (she’s pregnant) lol.

I have been very depressed lately but don’t tell anyone. Reading that first post didn’t help. Looking back on how I allowed other people to treat me, how I treated myself, and how I’m still allowing others to treat me.

Nothing I can do so I think that I will go to bed. Good night my peeps.



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