I was leaving a dwelling today, when I got to my car these people where walking along the street. This little child asked “is that a boy or a girl?” I have not heard that question being asked of me for a while; but I was not phased as little people do not have a grasp on social morals and the such, but what did hit me was after I got in my car one of the adults as they were walking past turned and stared at me. I am not some zoo animal in a cage, I am a woman in a car trying to do her job.
I am now the proud owner of a few new tops, and bubble bath stuff. What that person did really hit me with the dysphoria, I will be better after my bath tonight! Chances of me seeing those people again are slim to none.