This should bring a few more to peak trans

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There are no words. What a plonker.

DH is actually starting to get it - this is the first time it's hit home for him. Finally!

I think Trainsgender might have won the internet.

Yep!

Clever on so many levels...

I'm a woman. Hurrah. I don't tend towards dresses, but did wear one on my wedding day. I wear heels and make up, so I pass.

My poor stitched-together-again vagina is relieved. It was starting to feel it had been conned.

It makes me both angry and upset.
I've never found the expectations placed on me as someone born female in our society easy.
I don't do dresses,hate make up and especially as a child what I liked doing was reading,making airfix modules and fixing my bike.
My " easiest " time was when my DC were babies/ toddlers,as pregnancy and breastfeeding is kind of undeniably a woman thing.Or was.
But no,it seems not.I get to the point where I'm happy that I'm a woman with a particular set of interests and now it's right back to the old stereotypes.
I'm not male,I have never wanted to be a man,and I don't consider myself gender fluid or anything else - I'm a woman but not keen on femininity.
Why I now have to listen to people telling me that doing feminity is the bit that matters?

I was a woman at least occasionally until I had children. Now I can't really be arsed. How odd that pregnancy, giving birth and breastfeeding have rendered me masculine.

I bought a bra and a dress today. I wore make up but trousers and a jumper with trainers. I’m menstruating. So male or female. What do you think? Which bit of my description gives it away?

I was a woman at least occasionally until I had children. Now I can't really be arsed. How odd that pregnancy, giving birth and breastfeeding have rendered me masculine.

^This

Except that it's rendered us men rather than masculine of course...

I was a woman yesterday evening. DH and I went out for our anniversary so I thought I'd make the effort.
As for today, I'm slobbing about in leggings and a comfy jumper. DH did lunch, I'm cooking dinner and he's setting the table. He also had a nice time at IKEA choosing a new footstool.
I always assumed this made us boringly middle class. Now I'm mostly male, he's part female and…
Errrr…

...and tada! You're no longer a boring middle class couple. You're excitingly non-binary and the footstool indicates that you may even be a lesbian. Except you're a man. But that doesn't matter anymore. You go girl! 👄

I resent the hell out of being dismissed as a costume and performance men sometimes choose to use.
We struggled to be viewed as people. We see ourselves as people. Men can no longer use mad science to prove we are subhuman vessels for their seed, or the equivalent of farm animals, so now they argue this.

Except that it's rendered us men rather than masculine of course...

Oops. Good point. Good news! No washing up for me tonight. I don't 'see' mess.

I painted a bedroom and built a desk today. Wearing overalls and trainers. And yet it didn't alleviate any peri menopausal symptoms at all. Don't get it.

Can you ask mn to pop a trigger warning on that post thermostat It's literal violence to mention the m word. TIMs have had the menopause denied to them through absolutely no fault of their own.

Yes I check my menopausal privilege every fucking day

I don't wear make-up but I occasionally dye my eyelashes, where does this leave me on the man/women scale?

I don't dye my greying hair but it is quite long soooo... Maaawooomaa... No! Don't know.

I don't have high heels but my walking shoes have a bit of purple trim on them so a teeny bit of a female perhaps? Probably mostly a man though.

I don't own a bonafide dress but I do have some quite long tunic style tops, one of which has some flowery applique so defo a woman when wearing that one... the others, not so sure.

Wow! Sex identification = very, very difficult. Who knew?!