<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Family on Terra Field</title><link>https://terrable.dev/tags/family/</link><description>Recent content in Family on Terra Field</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2020 00:57:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://terrable.dev/tags/family/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Her Name Was Zoey</title><link>https://terrable.dev/2020/09/26/her-name-was-zoey/</link><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2020 00:57:30 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://terrable.dev/2020/09/26/her-name-was-zoey/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Last Saturday, my friend and metamour Zoey Frandsen (&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/gayme_cube"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/zoey.frandsen.39"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;) passed away unexpectedly at the age of 32. Zoey was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;polyamorous, pansexual trans woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. There is now an obituary which deadnames her, treating her chosen, &lt;strong&gt;legal&lt;/strong&gt; name as if it was some kind of nickname. There is a picture of her before she transitioned, with that same sad stare so many of us trans people have before we find our true selves. I don’t know that person, I never met them, and I know for a fact that is not how Zoey would want to have been remembered.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>