My name is now Andrea
This is my story I was afraid to tell you. I still am afraid how you’ll react, but I’m doing it anyway.
As best I can tell, roughly 1% of the population are the same as me. We have a gene flipped. A little thing really. Similar to being left or right handed, brown or black hair, blue eyes or brown, pale skin or dark. I have a characteristic that is sometimes noticeable and sometimes less so. In my case, I am transgendered.
Why am I coming out about this now? Many reasons. I guess the important one is that I am who I am, and I need to walk the earth as that person.
If you’re curious, I am not broken. I am not mentally ill. I’m just a regular person, a good person, who just happens to be transgendered. No more or less worthy. It’s really not a problem. It’s not harmful. It just is.
OK, if you’ve read this far, here’s the part where I need your help please:
It is my wish that you call me Andrea (on-DRAY-ah) from now on. Please also use pronouns like she, her, etc. when referring to me. It’s obviously going to take me a little bit to update the many places my name is used, however I am doing so. Thank you.
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