Rent out a boardroom
Wear a suit/business dress
“Thank you all for coming, let’s begin”
Hand out worksheets/detailed packets
Prepare slides, graphs and pie charts
Take questions after the presentation
Rent out a boardroom
Wear a suit/business dress
“Thank you all for coming, let’s begin”
Hand out worksheets/detailed packets
Prepare slides, graphs and pie charts
Take questions after the presentation
Bit idea: coming out of the closet to your family, but treating it like a wake. You get a mannequin made up to look like your old gender presentation and when your family come over to pay their respects, BAM! You jump out of the coffin as the new you and the fog machines go off and the laser light show starts.
It’s like a second gender reveal party! You could also have a pinata or something that explodes with blue or pink ribbon.
Honestly, with my mom, I’d settle for flashbangs so someone could tranq her and drag her off to an oubliette somewhere before she gets the opportunity to misgender and deadname me repeatedly, and then deflect with “but you’re the one who changed, why should I have to remember a new name or new pronouns?”*
*She actually said this about her own stepson last year. She recently remarried, and the husband has his own kids from a previous marriage. She LIVES for gossiping and gloating about how X stepkid fucked up this time, and she just wallows in the petty cruelty every fucking time. One of those kids came out as trans about two or three years ago and had to fuck off to live with his biological mother because my mom made his life a living hell. She deadnames him every time I call for one of the Mandatory Call Your Mother holidays that are hypothetically keeping me in the will, as an until-recently-only child.
I have no illusions of my parents’ generation ever accepting me.
I feel like you’d need to rip off Megamind somehow.
“presentation”
“Oh you’re gender alright, just not transgender”
“What’s the difference?”
disclaimer
We are all presenting a gender, it’s a social construct. You don’t have to look a certain way to be a gender. You’re trans even when you’re not presenting, I’m paraphrasing a movie and I couldn’t think of a better way to do it, I’m sorry. I love my trans comrades.