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My supervisors and one coworker are having a hard time using the correct pronouns for me, and even though I know it’s not coming from a place of malice because they’re always apologetic, it’s starting to get on my nerves. I’m so tired of laughing and being like, “it’s alright, haha” when I’m fucking fuming inside for those three seconds? Like, I dress as unassuming and sexless as possible in my current situation (long story short, I can’t be male passing, or I will be thrown out of my home) to make it easier for them, but it still doesn’t work. My hair is in short twists that are laid flat against my head. I only wear stud earrings, or none at all. I look like a butch lesbian, but it still doesn’t work. What should I do? Do they just not respect me?