I dunno. While I can relate to this story as a transman, I can’t help but to say, “Well, try being a black transman where your life will most likely never experience peace!” While passing as a man now, my fears have nothing to do with being outed or misgendered. Take a realistic look around this country right now, and you’ll understand why I’m saying this! Part of the etiquette in the men’s room is not to stand around looking for who may be looking at you, because they go in, do their business, and get out. They don’t socialize in the men’s room. Once I got over that hurdle, I only got to face another one that I have to live with for the rest of my life and have for all of my life … black male with female-socialization. That is changing, but there are things I will never be able to do, and God forbid someone wants to get in a fist-fight with me. I’d have to bring out my hard metal object for that part (haha). Oh, and try being used to that for 58 years! Nothing is impossible, though, and I’m having a great time regardless.