I want to go nuts and tell literally anyone and everyone about my new name. And for some reason I can’t. I can only keep it to socials and asking people closest to me to start calling me Infinity.
So far, so good. And I feel in my bones it’s not gonna stay that way. The second I try to ask this of my family or gods know who else…yeah I’m terrified.
I know it can’t, and won’t, be this way forever.
It’s just hard right now. And I’m stoked, because here’s the way forward for me. Just seeing my love type my real name in a text message had me tearing up. It fits. After months of searching. I found something that fits me.
No more solely feminine connotations. I am infinite. I am nothing and everything. And one day, I won’t shy even a smidge from my vastness anymore.