I'm really close to posting in AAARGH! again. One moment or another I'm going to start venting.
I am having a rather bad streak of random bad things happening to me all the time, but... I can pass the economical difficulties, the shoulder pain that's gets worse every day (Good thing I've been saving my last prepaid session with my physiotherapist), but the ones relating to transition are the worse.
Today I was in another "bad day". Feeling like not coming out of home after looking in the mirror, make up screw ups, a lot of heat.... But a colleague from our unit gets on my nerves. After four years together, he's been on parental leave for five months, and now has a lot issues with using my name. And today he said it again, twice. He only notices when he looks back at me and sees long hair, boobs... "I mean, Noah. Sorry. ->-bleeped-<-, I swear I was not thinking". I said something like "I don't mind, but please, be careful when we we have visitors that have not met me before. I don't pass very well, but I don't like being outed to strangers.
Anyways, to top it I was doing grocery shopping after work, when somebody asks me if I have seen a particular brand of dish soap. Not a problem for me since I always buy in the same place and point it. After it he says "Gracias majo" (Thanks nice person)... 20 seconds late I notice that he used majo, not maja. The male gendered version adjective... And I practically said "Son of a..." If I had noticed earlir I would have corrected him. I spent the next 30 minutes in extra pissed-off mode (when I am wishing for somebody to grope me, just turn his testicles into purée and break a nose)
It's nice when they gender you correctly. Even nicer when the gender you despite the male clothing (sign that you are changing). But being misgendered by a stranger is one of the most painful ones.
PS: Not being able to actually get physically violent with all that missing testosterone also sucks major balls.