Get this all the time with my mom, she thinks I look fine but going out with too much hair on my upper lip or on my legs, its a big deal to me. Sure mom, I know other women have hair on their faces too, but they don't have to worry the same way I do about it, I have any masculine characteristics and it may attract the curious observant eye. She gets irritated by me constantly checking myself to see if I look okay before going out, I take too long for her, hey, think about it, just like a real cis-girl/woman.
Sometimes when I talk about how much I hate about this or that about my body or how I'm feeling when I'm upset because my hormone levels are all outa whack, another thing she does in compare her daily problems to my dysphoria, like somehow there can be similarities between them. Uh, if all I had were the average every day problems which I have as well, then I wouldn't be hating myself so much for being in the wrong darned body. I could actually get on with my life without fear. Not ugh, I hate my job, can't wait until I don't have to anymore. Or, she's got aches and pains, because well I do too. There's a huge difference, mom.
If I had a vagina I wouldn't be experiencing much of what I have all these years, having to hide that damn thing between my legs all the time, and worrying about if it decided at any moment it wanted to rear itself up and say hey, look at me! That to me is my worst fear. There is no comparing anything else to it, only those who also experience this will ever know how utterly uncomfortable, embarrassing, scary it really is, lowers your confidence in yourself and how you are out there with everyone else.
