almost couldn't use the gym today because the receptionist wouldn't give me the code to the womens locker room lmao
I had forgotten the last two digits of the code so asked for it, the one he gave was wildly different which immediately turned my blood to ice. it did not take long to pick up on what he was doing. I asked more clearly what the womens locker room code was, he answered more clearly that the mens locker room code was xxxx. I was in a dress with long hair and a feminine voice after seven years of hrt and transitioning, and I still don't pass well enough to move about my day safely and quietly. lmao it fucking sucks. feels like my transition was a failure which like, im living as a woman and am happier now and I love who I've met/become because of my transition so it wasn't,, but still. I was promised that I would go from being a man to being a woman, not that I'd get stuck in this no-mans land instead.
it's absurd. my face is fucked and my shoulders are wide so I guess I can't go to the gym safely anymore, how the hell does that make any sense to anyone haha. I hate the way I look but that should be a me thing not something that everyone reminds me of every time I leave my house
anyways. I just went and asked someone else and she gave me the code to the womens room without a pause or hesitation so I got in. also a man was gross to me while I was trying to get home later, so guess I still pass well enough for that at least
