For me, I'm "lucky", I guess. I'm not a woman, have no kids. I have no direct "skin in the game". Yes, I hear stories from the schools my best friends' kids go to, but they're boys, and are only obliquely affected. The women close to me are all GC, but they're less triggered than I am (how ironic).
Where I have to be careful are a couple of nieces and nephews on my girlfriend's side of the family, and one of her sisters who I semi fell out with over Brexit, and don't want to revisit controversy with again.
One niece is likely TWAW in outlook, one nephew lives with someone who has the most Monty Python like take on personal ID. It's not my business to challenge either of them, and we meet so infrequently, and the extended family is so tight, I'll leave it there.
I don't even view it as self censorship, it's just discretion applied.
For me, the damage to my sense of well being from this area is part self inflicted, I've allowed an obsessiveness to creep in. You could even say that my daily multiple posting on MN is a symptom. It's become a preoccupation.
Moreso is how the phenomena is resolving itself. On the plus side, individual triggers are less triggering because of my therapy working (Adam Bryson, Austin Killips, Mika Minio), but the realisation that the grouping I'd always associated myself with (for want of a better phrase, the liberal scientific/artistic/humanist/atheist elites), are now so not in tune with me, and the attendant chilling of free speech, is hard to reconcile.
In any other era, I'd be gagging to vote Labour. To have major doubts over this one area, just sits poorly with me, I can "feel" the disconnect. And I've yet to resolve or reconcile this feeling of disenfranchisement from the world.
Sorry if this is small beer compared to real and present threats that TRA presents to women on the ground.