Biochemist, mass spectrometry witch, caretaker for the nanoflow liquid chromatographs. Trans woman, lesbian. Recumbent cyclist. Wisconsin, USA


places I can be found:
mspland.com/links.html

I probably want to write more about this but in short, over the last few weeks I've gotten basically comfortable using women's restrooms and it's been a bit of a revelation to suddenly have these no-issue no-problem not-worried experiences. You know, not trying to find a quiet time to try to sneak in and out of the men's room quickly before someone sees the gender weirdo, and planning around that. It's been something like eight years since I felt like enough of a conforming dude to just use the men's room casually, to mostly, in general, just not worry about it. I gradually became more visible so I guess I gradually became more nervous but also more experienced with things so I suppose it just became a sort-of normal part of life. I didn't quite realize how uncomfortable the whole thing was until now suddenly experiencing, um, I guess this is just "normalcy" for cis people.


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