And it doesn’t help when some random chud actually proves you right.

It’s been really getting worse and worse where I live. The amount of transphobic incidents in I’ve been put through in public reached its peak during the week leading up to the election here on terf island, but it hasn’t let up that much, and it wasn’t that much better before. It’s reached a point where every time I leave the house I expect something to happen, and 90% of the time, I’m proven that I was right to worry.

One time I’ll just be on a walk in a park when some guy starts pointing and laughing at me and then pulling the sleeve of his (I’m assuming) wife to show her the amusing person he just spotted. Another time I’ll get filmed on the train by a white woman traveling with her teenage daughter, using her rose gold iphone. Just a few days ago someone started yelling “he’s dangerous! he’s dangerous!” while I was waiting at a bus stop.

My pro strat is to play loud music on my earphones, don’t make eye contact with anyone and try my best to pretend nobody is hatecriming me right now while hoping that nobody will actually attempt physical violence. I feel completely pushed out of public space through these kind of behaviours from rando agent smiths and I don’t feel comfortable in any irl trans spaces because I’m too enby or I’m too autistic to actually feel comfortable there and I’m so so tired of trying.

Extremely isolating; this shit kills people, I really hope I can take it.