Trans 101
Educating "civilians" is an intregal part of my existence on occasion. One of those occasions was last night.
A group of three men and one woman were sitting close to me. I knew very quickly they knew I was trans and heard a few of the not so complimentary quotes.
Typically, when something like this happens I will just stay. If they don't like me that is their problem. My rule is if I don't cause any problems for the place I'm in, I'm OK.
In a short period of time, both the woman in the group and I had to use the restroom. As we washed up she was playing with her hair and said nothing. We left and went back to our seats.
In a shorter period of time she switched her seat to the empty one beside me and the questions started.
The usual ones. What gender am I. Why do I live like this etc. No problem. I attempted to explain a gender fluid existence and the fact I was more female than male between the ears.
She then shifted the conversation into wanting to see my male self. Every once in a while this comes up and is rejected.
To the amazement of the others, we made the "girl" trip to the bathroom two more times and she made the obligatory "your boobs are bigger than mine" comment.
I just hope she took something positive back from the experience!
I will add my ideas later!
A group of three men and one woman were sitting close to me. I knew very quickly they knew I was trans and heard a few of the not so complimentary quotes.
Typically, when something like this happens I will just stay. If they don't like me that is their problem. My rule is if I don't cause any problems for the place I'm in, I'm OK.
In a short period of time, both the woman in the group and I had to use the restroom. As we washed up she was playing with her hair and said nothing. We left and went back to our seats.
In a shorter period of time she switched her seat to the empty one beside me and the questions started.
The usual ones. What gender am I. Why do I live like this etc. No problem. I attempted to explain a gender fluid existence and the fact I was more female than male between the ears.
She then shifted the conversation into wanting to see my male self. Every once in a while this comes up and is rejected.
To the amazement of the others, we made the "girl" trip to the bathroom two more times and she made the obligatory "your boobs are bigger than mine" comment.
I just hope she took something positive back from the experience!
I will add my ideas later!
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