I suppose I should have written this up earlier but no big deal.
So like I'm kind of out to my boss Tori. Like I've told her about my gender thing in brief, and she's been chill about it. On Friday at 5, my phone randomly rings and it's Tori and I'm thinking, Why the hell are you calling me at this hour of the weekend?
Turns out the reason she was calling me was to ask me if I would rather be called Casey all the time and how she planned on doing it with the kids and how to ease them into my whacking all my hair off this summer and basically how she wanted to respect and not erase my identity.
I was chill on the phone (and wanting to choke my dad for mimicking me saying things would be fine, cool, awesome, whatever), but inside I was (and still am) positively losing my shit because this is more respect than I've ever gotten from anyone who wasn't online. Seriously, my own parents don't even try this hard.
I'm going to explain things to her and Elisabeth, her replacement, tomorrow. I wrote a little guide for them because I think Tori thinks I'm Trans*, so I need to clarify things. I'm excited and nervous and wooooow. I feel so validated.
