The last few months have been absolute hell because of this, me and my partner are somehow the only non cishet people at this whole thing despite it having like 300 guests. This is also right after I started estrogen and it’s been nonstop “this is the groom’s brother” bs. To be fair I’ve not told anyone but it still feels shitty. We’ve basically been forced back into the closet for the last like 6 months.
On top of this, they’ve been giving almost no info about plans to our family, everything is by the seat of our pants which is doubly bad because it’s a Sikh wedding and our side is almost entirely made up of wasps so people really don’t know what they’re doing.
It’s the last event today and I feel like I’m gonna tear off my skin.
edit: wanted to add, I love my new sister-in-law, she’s lovely, but if I have to hear them talk about fucking harry potter again and try to get me to see the cursed child I’m gonna scream lol.
i didnt even think of nephew or nieces. although I do have nieces are who half Nigerian and half American(white) so i would have to hope they don’t think i said a “g” instead of a “b” lol. There’s a standup bit in there somewhere.