did some laundry and because i have to kill an hour i go do some errands, forgot i put all my bras in the laundry so i go without one, thinking nobody would look at me enough to notice, but a man in his late 30s hits on me asking if weve already met, we start to chat cause im socially inept and cant say im busy, says things like “you look like someone i know haha, but she’s a woman (i told him i was a man), you’re cute anyways so ill still hit on you” or some bullshit while looking directly at my boobs (im wearing a tshirt with no cleavage at all) then follows me from a distance in the store
when i get to the checkout he’s right behind me, i feign not noticing by rummaging through my bag. a customer right in front of me is annoying the cashier and stops the line, so another checkout is opened, he goes there, he leaves earlier but then starts loitering around and feigns coincidence when i have to go past him to leave the store to strike up a new convo about what we do in life, i say i have to go fetch my laundry (it’s not close to be finished but im glad my brain found smth to shut him up)
as i leave he says “are you a trans woman? thats cool” cringe asf
why is it that everytime someone hits on my it’s the same stereotypical middle aged arab man?? are they more likely to be chasers?? usually its by night when im (clockily) girlmoding, i guess that means my boymoding is effective with a bra. anyways i hate having to deal with pushy old men
my first time being catcalled by three drunk middle aged men when i was in a fishnet top made me want to puke
i could understand, it annoys me more than disgust tho, maybe them not being drunk helps
was the first rime i was confidently out in aomething bold. Fuck my polish tranny life. Couldnt have expected anything else.
they nazdrovie’d too much 😔😔 (i dont know any polish)
it sucks sm, i always knew annoying men hit on women and that it was a major source of the feeling of unsafety but experiencing it is something else
felt like a rite of passage into being disgusted by moids
I once had a homeless man follow me for 30 minutes whilst begging me to go on a date with him. It happened whilst I was alone in the middle of the night and it might be one of the most unnerving things I have ever had to go through
Idk why some men feel the need to be so fucking weird and obsessive
im sorry what?? how did you keep your composure?
I didn’t lol
I was literally shaking and was on the edge of bursting into tears for the whole thing



