I (16F) have been best friends with my best friend (16 I don't know what to put here they're pan) since kindergarten. I have social anxiety, and they do too, but I also have hyperactive ADHD which (lemme interrupt myself real quick- I am NOT a stereotype- I was diagnosed with hyperactive ADHD at two years old- and my birth certificate was typed with a TYPE WRITER so that was WAY before social media TikTok and stuff) but yeah so that makes my like so incredibly inconveniently difficult. They're totally chill with me using their dead name still- I just fret over it cause of anxiety and I worry so much that they just don't wanna cause conflict by bringing up something they don't feel comfortable with. You may wonder why I do and it's a lot of things. I am so forgetful and chaotic that that big of a change in how I interact with them every day is just too hard to keep track of. I swear I am not lying I am the most chaotic freaking klutz on this earth! Just today I slipped on the bus and fell on top of someone in the aisle, in the process elbowing someone in the stomach, smashing my foot on someone else's, and smacking someone in the head. 😭 No one worries about this except me but I don't know this is probably stupid and impulsive to post anyway. Please provide me common sense and reasoning people of the internet. But AITA for not calling my childhood friend their new name?

Edit: We are truly good friends and hang out a ton. We go to school together and each lunch together and everything. They came out to me last year and it's been kind of different but I think I've adjusted well. They were fine with me using their dead name still cause we've been best friends since we were 5 and it's what I've always called them. They've openly admitted they don't care. One of the main reasons they hate their dead name so much is cause it's long and kind of girlish and people always try to give them "cute" nicknames by shortening it and it's just so cringy. Their new name is so sick sounding and this is kind of just a mental dilemma I'm fighting in my head against myself. We aren't awkward about the gender issues or anything. I probably make things awkward to myself and they just laugh and call me 'innocent'. I should also probably mention I come from a long line of Baptist homophobes. I am not one. I already gotta deal with my own crap why the heck would I want to try to control other peoples lives too? Anyway I just wanted to clear that up- Oh also I am a Baptist- just a chill one that doesn't give a frick what other people do I've just got a friend in the sky that's always there for me it's not supposed to come with rules and it doesn't mean you're supposed to be masogonistic. Sorry now I think I'm babbling I'm going to end this edit before it turns into a narrative 😮‍💨

Quick edit again: when I said sick I meant awesome