Complaint of a Dragon in a world not made for them 0 ▲ Indigo's den 2 hours ago · 14 min read2853 words · Life · hide This post does not represent the opinions of any current, past or future employers. These are my words, mine only. You do not know me at work. Either way, I’m just a dragon, rawr rawr… So… A year and a half ago (July 2025), I wrote a sad toot. I was in the middle of a huge anxiety spike, at work, in the middle of the open-space I am working in, with colleagues around me. Overall, the day was already quite bad, and during a casual conversation, my team leader misgendered me by accident (despite being out for more than a year at this point). This spiraled a bit, and when I was sure no-one was looking, I started writing what was running in my head. While I was writing, I kept listening to their conversation. It was work related, but talking about IRL stuff that I know about… in a way that seemed alien. It sounded like they lived in another world than I am, with preoccupations far different from mine. Now and then, I remember this day. I remember how the terrified me was on verge of… Comments on Bubbles are switched off. Bubbles is here to help you find posts, and many writers have chosen not to have comments on their blogs. If you want to talk about this post, write to the author or reply on your own blog.
