Last night I had a series of weirdly clear dreams, with lots of comprehensible events - which is strange for me. At one point, I was using a wall-mounted button console, and I complained that it didn't have n-key rollover.
Anyhow, at a certain point I was leaving a large group and going off to be on my own. A guy I had just met ran after me, and called out "Hey, [Deadname], wait up!"
And I just suddenly got tremendously sad and angry. I specifically said, "How do you even know that name?"
To which he answered, "Woah, take it easy, it's a simple mistake. You have to have patience with these things!"
And I snapped back, "I have only ever met you in this dream. I have only ever used my real name. I never even told you my deadname, so the only reason you'd use it would be to hurt me!"
I was furious and angry, and hurt. And all the same, I felt the pressure of being in the wrong just for getting upset.
Then I woke up.
Brains are jerks


