That’s not my name

I dreamt I was at some stuffy office of records in Maryland trying to change my name and gender on my birth certificate. In the dream, the clerk kept calling out to me, Ruby? Ruby? Only that's not my name, I tried to tell her. No one has ever called me Ruby in my life! Look - my passport and social security card clearly read Jack. But she wouldn't budge. She told me I could have my documents back when I admitted I was Ruby.

Relevant context: I am a trans person living in the beginnings of a trans genocide in the United States.

-Jack

Dream occured 2/3/2025