Okay, I got a lot of good advice with a problem I was having in another thread, so I was hoping maybe ya'll could share some insight on this/share your experience:
Yesterday, my boyfriend admitted to me that he 'stares at my boobs all of the time.' I know I probably looked less than pleased to hear this, and so he said, 'What? You want me to call them something else? Man cans?' Now, I bind pretty much constantly, and my chest is an A-34, so when I bind I get them so flat it isn't even funny. I even bind when him and I are alone. I take it off for sleep, showering, and sex. Flat as a BOARD if I'm in a shirt anything less than tight. So I asked him, 'Where. What 'boobs'? Show me, what boobs are you 'staring at all of the time'?'
So he stared at my chest with this confused look, like he was trying to figure out where they went. Trying to FIND them. And he says, 'Oh, you're binding right now.' Words can't convey how incendiary this is to me. I bind all day every day and can't get a full breath of air so that my 'lover' can proceed to not even tell the difference and stare and nod to himself over a pair of tits that can't even be SEEN through my clothes? When I didn't say anything, he said, 'LOOK, okay, I see how you could be pissed that I stare at your boobs, because you think I'm implying you're a girl, but that's NOT-' I was too mad to have this discussion rationally, so I told him no, and leave me alone.
I'm not pissed because he's 'implying I'm a woman'. I'm extremely hurt because him 'ogling' them perversely even when there is obviously nothing to see is undermining an assertation of my masculinity(binding) like there isn't even any difference. I feel like I can't escape, I'm with someone who knows I'm trans and knows I'm a man but I STILL can't escape from him staring at my chest and imagining what's under there, and when I think of that it makes me want to puke. What is this, what's been seen, can't be unseen? I'm violently depressed over this. Once a person with tits, always a person with tits, and I barely even have any, but they STILL manage to color and ruin my f#$@ing life.
I'm thinking about how I never should have let him see me without a binder on, how if I ever have company over to stay the night, even if they know I'm trans, I can't take the binder off, ever. He's been asking me to stay the night, and I've been thinking about how this is a choice between bruising my ribs by wearing a binder even while I sleep(I've lived that life before, I can't do it), not having the company over any more, or HAVING MY BOOBS STARED AT. The most bearable of these options is to just be alone all of the time and not have him around anymore.
It's not that boobs 'make me a woman'. They're a sign that I'm female, which is something I can't help but view unto myself as some disgusting disease/mutation, and he thinks I'm supposed to be 'cool' with getting them 'checked out' because that's what people who are sexually attracted to each other DO. I like boobs on other people, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with them on me. How can I explain to him that this is not okay? He's clueless. He thinks MTF girls are 'okay' with it when you objectify their penis. A mixture of ignorance and porn. Sure, it goes without saying that objectifying anyone's sexual parts is supposedly mean- but how can I explain the seriousness of it for someone who's transsexual, the dysphoria, in simple enough language? I can't make him not attracted to them... I feel so hopeless and miserable.
tl;dr: What do you do when someone objectifies the boobs you weren't even supposed to have in the first place, that you spend/spent tons of time trying to hide? And for MTFs, what about someone trying to see through your dress, searching for balls, or obsessing over hot 'hawt' your penis is? Is this OKAY? Why or why not? What do you do when this happens? How do you explain this to someone you love, who is thick headed?