
Well, I was going to be all YAY, 10 years today since I started this blog! But uh, huh, whoops, that says MAR. 25, not MAY 25. Oh well.
But whatevs, I'm still going to make a post, and you can't stop me.
My previous post I mentioned how I finally realised how trans I really was, and since starting this blog pondering exactly that question, have since actually come out, and chosen a name, Esme Grey.
So, why Esme?
I picked the name from a character I have recently become enamored with, Esme Cuckoo/Esme Frost, one of the five Stepford Cuckoos, introduced in Grant Morrison's New X-Men run.
Esme Frost.
Stepford Cuckoo.
Telepathic Barbie.
All of these are about as far from me as you can get. I am absolutely nothing like Esme, or any of her sisters. Maybe Sophie, at a push. But I am almost as polar opposite to them as you can be. In demeanor, in looks, in fashion.
And yet, all three of those names, feel so SO much like me. And I cannot tell you a single reason why. Part of it is aspirational, surely. I WANT to be like a Frost. I would love to have the poise, the confidence, the almost haughty, better than you, attitude of Emma Frost and her children. I want their style, their glamour, their femininity. But I don't. I'm me. It's almost laughable that I could ever come close.
But ever since I started trying out the name Esme, it has felt more and more like MY name, not me wearing a character's name. I could never see Esme Frost reading comics, or reviewing horror movies. But I'm Esme. I do those things. Therefore they are things Esme does. Me. It really has become my name, and I just absolutely love it, and it has molded to me, as much as I've molded to it.
It took awhile for that shift in ideology to occur, but the instant it did, thinking of myself as Esme became so much easier. It just...is. If you haven't experienced this, it's really hard to put it into words.
The name for the group, Stepford Cuckoos, is also a name I wasn't at first drawn to, but it did always make me smile because being a horror fan, I know the references that make it up; Stepford Wives and Midwich Cuckoos. And being a name based on some classic works of horror fiction, it feels very much like something I would call myself.
As well as, since I used to be known as Foenix for most of my online life, and still am, the idea of a phoenix egg (egg being slang for a trans person who doesn't realise it yet) finally cracking, and a Cuckoo flies out, just like *real* cuckoos laying their eggs in the nests of other birds, just feels SO RIGHT, it's almost ridiculous that such a phrase came to be. So yeah, saying I'm a Stepford Cuckoo makes me smile on so many levels.
And Telepathic Barbie, a phrase that someone called the version of Esme that appeared on the short lived tv show, The Gifted, is a silly nickname, but I just love it. I love picturing people trying to get my attention by being like, "Hey! Telepathic Barbie! Over here!!" and it's just such a FUN and whimsical nickname, that I've adopted that too.
So all of this is a very long winded way of saying, and justifying to myself, that I've finally found myself, in the most unlikeliest of places. And since doing so, I've built up an identity and presence in the real world, online, and within myself that is undeniably me, expanding on who I've always been, and also uniquely me, separate from any other inspiration.
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