This strip is one that kind of popped into my head as an extension of last week's strip about choosing my name. I rarely use the term "deadname" in regards to my given name, as I don't personally like the negative feeling it give me. But I also wanted to explore the nonsense of when people describe a name like it's some inherent part of our existence. I mean, growing up I HATED my LAST name. Being named "Fish" got me made fun of my entire childhood and my mother always derisively told me that "when you're 18, you'll be free to change it to whatever you want!" Unfortunately, when I hit my 40s and decided to change my FIRST name, she didn't care as much for me having that same freedom. Go fig.










