Calling Morgan “my best friend’s trans sister” is technically true. But it leaves out the parts that matter: the sister who taught me to parallel park, who showed up with soup when I had the flu, who sends me memes at 2 a.m. Lead with the person, not the prefix.
That hour changed everything. She wasn’t “Jake’s sister” or “his trans sister.” She was Morgan—a software engineer who cried at dog adoption videos, who made sourdough from scratch during the pandemic, and who had a laugh that sounded like pop rocks. my best friends ts sister