i think everyone even cis people should have a deadname. like. picking out your own name and choosing your own identity should be such an integral part of being human. casting away all the falsehoods of childhood and keeping only the love and the wisdom you’ve gained and using that to construct a new self, a new personhood… idk i think cultures that call kids a placeholder name and let them pick their own once they reach maturity were doing something right
I’m cis, and I just (about a week ago!) legally changed my name to one my friends gave me over 30 years ago. This name has been me for my entire adult life.
It was easy ($300 + showing up to court and politely answering some yes-or-no questions from a judge) and my only regret is not doing it years ago.
Gender euphoria is not, I think, something I am capable of experiencing… but I can’t deny a certain sense of identity euphoria.
It’s gotta be connected to how culturally names have become an assertion of your parents’ identity onto you. Surname is your family name, and your first name is a projection of who your parents envision you as or want you to be. It’s a way you “belong” to your parents, almost.
i love john brosio paintings bc theyll be an absolute gut punch that forces you to consider your own morality like two earthlings and they will also be Big Crab
“two earthlings”, an absolutely devastating oil painting that i think about every single day
“fatigue 2”, Big Crab
I hadn’t seen the second one. You can just tell that guy is standing where his car should be. He’s too tired to worry about the crab directly, he’s just thinking about how this means he’s gotta call the insurance company and lord knows if giant crab attacks are covered. He’s looking off to the left because that’s where the bus stop is, he’s watching a bus pull up right now and thinking that while there’s a chance he could sprint for it and make it on he absolutely cannot bring himself to run right now – not from the crab, not to the bus, not for anything. Fuck the diet, though, he’s getting fast food tonight. Not like he can drive to the store now anyway.
gotta deal with capitalism and a giant crab now. hope he’s got some wine in that briefcase
