I still get it a lot. I thought everybody would be cool once I admitted it and transitioned (since I had gotten so much flak all the time for not being girly), but transition kind of threw me into a no-man's-land. Gay women are often welcoming, but it's a culture I don't really understand and don't have a lot of access to. Most lesbians aren't dating boys or raising kids. Gay guys are often really sweet until they find out I'm trans. Even then they are often super nice when we're in environments that aren't welcoming to either of us, but that's not a situation I seek out.
People of all genders and orientations are friendly when I go to civil rights gatherings or other places with similar politics. Sometimes I feel like a lucky token in those circumstances, like a win for people playing some kind of diversity bingo.
For everything else, discrimination seems to be the default setting. It's usually polite. People politely ask me which bathroom I use, or how I have sex, or what my "real name" is. People politely ask me to keep it a secret that I have a boyfriend, or they politely ask me never to show my face in their office again. I have a kid in public school and I use a number of government services, but I get pressured not to expose other people's children to who I am, and I get waivers (both informal and on paper) and requests to not attend certain events. Some people don't even judge me, they just politely express their crazy opinions about lgbt people without first checking to see if I'm in that group.
It's all over the place. I try to be mellow about it. I don't like being difficult or forcing extra paperwork or feelings or fears on anyone, but being mostly quiet and acquiescent erodes one's sense of self over the years. It is very hard to stay sane and healthy and also strike a balance between peace and respect. I feel like I usually have to choose one or the other.