I consider this progress.
However, my mother asked me if I wanted to paint it over and then write my name.
I chose to decline for one very simple reason. I’m not ashamed of who I used to be. Without my past, I wouldn’t be who I was. I know many trans people cringe at the very mention of their dead name, and I often do myself when I hear it at school, but I want the world to know I’m not ashamed of it. I’m not hiding who I used to be. My name used to be Alyiah. And I never really liked her. I never knew why. But I like Axel. And I’m proud of Alyiah for letting me become Axel. I’m proud of myself for going on this journey of self discovery.
So no. I will not paint over my deadname this holiday season. Thank you Alyiah, for letting me become Axel. And may this be a reminder of the growth I have gone through this past year. When this year started I was a depressed anxious girl who didn’t know why nothing felt right. At the end, I am a handsome trans boy with a name that feels right and a clear idea of who I am.
I am so grateful to Alyiah. I’m so grateful for who I was. Because it helped me become who I am.
And I hope for anyone reading this, you can learn to not be ashamed of who you once were, and learn to love them. Learn to love the old you. Because without them you wouldn’t be who you are now.
The prince of pride
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