It was the day before I came out to my co-worker, so I was dressed in male drag. It was the lunch break and I needed to pee. I went into the guys washroom, I was so relieved that it was empty. I took my pee and washed my hands as I was leaving a guy walked in and my anxiety shot right up. After I left I realized that is something I had done hundreds of times before I was dressed as a guy, I looked like a guy, the other guy would have seen nothing other than a guy I really should not have been concerned but I was.