Cultural Dysphoria, PFLAG, Relationships, Transgender, Transphobia

Why I now don’t call it my “dead name” anymore, and why semantics matter.

  I am dear friends with Phyllis Gallisath, a mother whos buried her transgender son died last year.   His name was Liam, and he had been found dead, after not coming home one day after completing suicide.  Like many of us assigned wrong at birth, he suffered from horrible depression and it finally took his life.… Continue reading Why I now don’t call it my “dead name” anymore, and why semantics matter.

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