It is wild some of the things a transition will do to you. For example, apropos of absolutely nothing, a man drops his voice and calls you ‘baby?’
Pre-transition, 120 lbs. soaking wet, late teens, completely dolled up to go to the bar: for legal reasons it wasn’t me that boiled with rage and smacked his stupid face on the bar top.
5+ years on HRT, 180 lbs., early thirties, still wearing suit pants and undershirt from a long day: for dignity reasons it wasn’t me whose stomach flipped and asked him to say it again.















