He’s a little crass but he lets me know when people are talking behind my back. He’s the only person at work who supports me fully.

I’ve had people in the LGBTQ community tell me that trans people are just delusional men that couldn’t cut it as guys so they became girls (like that’s so much easier) or that trans men are just masculine lesbians.

I had this happen at work. Apparently some of the girls were complaining to management about it but didn’t say anything to me because they are offended by my presence.

I heard from my friend who works with me. He told me that “your tits were the talk of the town today” I have never felt so validated and mortified. I didn’t think they were noticeable

Jen is a good one. Jewel or Jessica are other good choices

I didn’t choose to be transgender. I was born this way. I’ll tell you my experience and you can do with it as you wish.

I was pretty young when I started wanting to do feminine things like my sister but was told it wasn’t manly. It was the middle of the night, I was 8, and terrified that I would get caught. I took a pair of my shorts and cut them into a skirt. I wore it and it felt like putting on a shoe that fits after wearing shoes that were too small. I made more clothes and hid them. When I hit puberty at 13 I convinced myself that it was just sexual thing and I was just doing normal dumb guy stuff. At 27 after years of hiding it, I threw all the stuff I had away and got married thinking “it’s time to man up and stop playing around. It was just a teenage phase, now it’s time to be mature.”

Five years later I broke down and told my wife. She accepted me at first and even gave me her clothes to wear. The stress of how everyone acted towards us broke her and we’re getting a divorce. If I could go back I wouldn’t change anything. I had a lot of self hatred growing up but I never would have been strong enough to do what I’m doing now. I’ve lost friends, family and my spouse but after 20 years of living in the closet, I’m finally being the real me. It’s been hard, I won’t lie but I’m so at peace with myself and I don’t have the feeling that I’m playing pretend anymore.

It’s not my place to tell you who you are but if you’re asking, then you need to take the time to explore who you are. I wish you the best and I hope you find happiness and peace with yourself.

I had a female coworker who is in the LGBTQ and another coworker who is a “ally” tell me trans women are superior to their biological counterparts and shouldn’t be in sports.

Meanwhile the female coworker is stronger than me and I’ve only been on hormones for 6 months. She’s been on estrogen her whole life. The argument is just another way to discriminate against trans people without looking like a bigot

Because I won’t have to keep fighting every day anymore. Until that time I will keep fighting

My parents never let me play Pokemon, DnD, or watch Harry Potter growing up because “it’s satanic, witchcraft, evilness”. As a preacher’s kid I wasn’t allowed to be around such things. In our rebellious stages, my sister and I secretly got into DnD and I started playing Pokemon. We introduced it to our parents and they realized there wasn’t anything wrong with it.

Maybe Op can do a one off with the friend tailored to their beliefs and then the friend will realize that they’ve been lied to

I’m living with my parents until next year and I can’t wait to get out. The misgendering is bad enough, and I have to deal with my dad telling me how unmanly I am.

I wear bralettes because I started getting complaints from the women, that my boobs were too noticeable at work.

I got a 4 pack off of Amazon that are extremely comfortable. I work 10 hour shifts in a warehouse that isn’t climate controlled, and we do a lot of heavy work. It still sucks wearing bras but the bralettes don’t make me feel like I’m wearing a binder or the underwire is digging into my ribs

I had someone call the cops on me months ago. I still bring it up because by letting others know what I went through it brings awareness to the problem.

That incident changed me. I stopped wearing wigs in public, stop wearing fake breasts and I vowed to myself that if I went out in public it would be as me. I go out proud of who I am because I won’t be shamed by anybody for being myself.

Even in video games not every container has something in it, or whatever is in it isn’t valuable all the time.

The only relationship that survived transition so far is my best friend. My wife, my parents, my sister, my friends and most everyone I knew rejected me once I came out. Most of them keep saying I’ll snap out of it and regret my decision.

My best friend is the first to properly gender me and to support me in my new life. If I was attracted to him I’d probably marry him because of how much he’s done for me.

I’ve felt the opposite since I came out but that could be me. As a guy I felt like I could talk to other guys about things or if I needed help it was offered without asking for it. The same was expected of me to do for other guys.

As a woman it feels like I’m apart of a group that is fake. We all smile and are kind to each other then stab each other in the back.

Sounds like what I used to do on RuneScape back in the day

Mid west here and mine costs 50$ with GoodRX at Walmart. I’m just taking injections right now

Noibat

Things I’ve had to argue about this week. “You’re going through an identity crisis” “transgender women couldn’t cut it as a guy so they decided to become women.” “It’s in your DNA and you can’t change your DNA.”

If you see a woman in getting creeped on, you are her best friend even if you’re sworn enemies. You look out for other women.

Always carry extra. Hair ties, hygiene products, etc. you never know when someone might need them.

Don’t leave another girl alone, and drunk at a bar.

There’s more but those are the ones I remember.

Having to argue for your existence every day.

We’re separated now. She likes women just not me

I’m not picky as long as it’s not he/him

Even if you’re boy mode, you can still make progress on yourself. I have to boy mode everyday and it sucks.

I try to do things to treat myself like going to a club that’s accepting or finding friends I can spend time with that I can be myself around. We shouldn’t have to act like living like normal people is a treat but life is dangerous for us. I’m sending hugs, you can get through this.

My sister in law said I’d never be a real woman like her. That’s what I responded with

“I’m offended that’s the best insult you could come up with”.