*gets home to see a birthday card from mom in the mailbox* me: ….hm. *opens envelope to see a pink and gold card with butterflies and a big, fat “For You, Daughter” on the front* me: ……… *opens card to see a long, handwritten message* *reads long, seemingly heartfelt message half smiling until* card: ……..I may not have been all that you desired me to be, but I’ve tried my best. I love you! You will always be my daughter! Still My Child!!!” me: ………………………… *goes onto Google Hangouts* *types exasperatedly* me: you expect me to happily say thank you for a card in which you’ve repeatedly misgendered me AGAIN just because you wrote nice things?? i’m sorry but no. thank you for the birthday present, but i don’t need cards in which you ignore my gender. *hits send, closes Google Hangouts* *watches Orange is the New Black while eating dinner…