The other day I saw a friend use the term “frape” to describe having her Facebook being hijacked. I told her that it made me really uncomfortable to see a portmanteau containing “rape” to describe something so trivial, but I was afraid that she’d start an argument or tell me to lighten up. In reality she instantly deleted that post and thanked me for correcting her.
I spent part of my morning explaining to my older, Mormon sister the difference between transsexual and transgender so that she can better understand my relationship with my partner. She has actually been the one asking questions about things. She told me that she did not care who I was with and that she had no room for judgement.