It was when I understood that the harmless and sometimes vulnerable male cross-dressing transsexuals that I knew 20 years ago (who seemed to me oddly stuck on gender stereotypes but didn’t hurt or intrude on anyone) have now had their sheeps’ clothing taken over by a load of sinister and sometimes violent misogynists.
Transwomen are transwomen. That’s fine and that’s enough. Anything more, anything else taken from women, is appropriation. Boundaries need to be re-asserted.
It was when I learnt that lesbians were actually getting shit for not shagging men ‘with girldicks’.
It was when I read the Jazz Jennings kids’ book, saw what it said about makes a girl or a woman. So misogynistic, trivialising and harmful for girls and boys.. Then I read about the not-reversible medicalising of ‘trans kids or teenagers’ (a concept I struggle with- young people change their minds, I know I did). Closing off their choices in future medically and surgically. Poor Jazz. Yet strangely many of the most vocal trans grownups apparently need bother with no such intrusive medication or surgery, they can just ‘identify as’, to enter women’s spaces. 
It was because at work we have an (I feel) AGP colleague who uses our one ladies’ toilet. I have jumped out of my skin a few times now when a big person emerges from the stall behind me and I have to hide that feeling from them and everyone else. I feel I have lost my privacy because I don’t know who is in there next to me or if there is any fetishising of what goes on in the ladies’ cubicles. If I ask HR about it I would be in serious trouble. Its the scary well meaning unquestioning going along with everything and the aggressive silencing of any nonbelievers, like we all have to join in this cult.
it’s all just ramming it home again that nobody in power gives a shit about women and girls’ safety, privacy, dignity or freedom of choice.