I discovered a weird trigger this week.  I stumbled upon a fashion blog where this woman posts different outfits that she wears to work, and I'd kill to dress like her.  I've got a thing for pencil skirts right now.  A serious thing!   

And suddenly the dysphoria kicked in and lasted the better part of a day.  I want to wear pencil skirts and pretty shoes dammit!

Quote from: Edge on February 03, 2014, 09:43:37 PM
I don't understand why brains are not considered biological or why whoever decided which organs determine sex decided to leave out brains. I know I'm biased what with being a brain fanboy, but aren't brains our most important organs? We (both cis and trans people) will die if we lose our brains. We won't die if we lose our reproductive organs which, incidentally, happens to cis people, but no one claims it makes them the opposite sex. Why is that? How, exactly, does this biological sex thing work?

This has been getting to me ALLOT recently >.>

Allot of the evidence around my case is more and more beginning to point to a case of inter-sexuality rather than a psychological condition.

(I had a twin that miss carried, perpetual migraines through puberty, I don't look like any of the men in my family, like looking at a family photo I stick out like a sore thumb, and countless other indicators)

This leads most of the doctors to believe that it will most likely be a biological issue with me, that I was actually female in the womb, but when my twin miss carried, my mother's body kept giving out the male hormones, hence female brain male body...yet I am still being forced to sit through hours and hours of psychological examination, therapy and monitoring "just in case".

Why is the default assumption that we are crazy -.-'...I mean I AM crazy, but that has nothing to do with the dysphoria! That's too much videogames!

Being called "Sir" at work.
I still have to use my male name until I get a name change.
Oh but growing up I was always mistaken for a girl.  Made me happy. 

Or, how about Viagra commercials?

Or my oldest one.
Riding a bike.  Those little "things" always got in the way.

Sir has become a touchy word for me. Co-workers still misgender me regularly and I had a someone call me sir last week.

I still flinch even when I hear cis males called sir.

Quote from: emilyking on February 04, 2014, 03:22:55 AM
Riding a bike.  Those little "things" always got in the way.

Oh, I know, right?!? I love cycling, but since I started tucking a year or so ago, it's either incredibly uncomfortable to ride or, if I don't tuck, extremely triggering to have it so visible in the spandex.

The "Compile Trans List" function of my workplace database.

For some reason, my "Trans" backpack does not cause me any problems. Perhaps it's because I picked it out intentionally and consider it a private joke.

Quote from: ErinM on February 04, 2014, 04:30:52 PM
Sir has become a touchy word for me. Co-workers still misgender me regularly and I had a someone call me sir last week.

I still flinch even when I hear cis males called sir.

I'm not full time or fully out at work, and one of my female colleagues is a big user of "sir" - it's just her jokey affectation, unlike the United States we don't use "sir" all that much in Australia, she's British though and it's just her way. She uses it with the other men and I tolerate it as she doesn't know any better. But the other day as she was leaving she said to the room "good night, ladies!" This was great, but two seconds later she added, as a "correction" "and gentleman"... for some reason I find being called a gentleman quite insulting. I chirped back "who are you calling a gentleman?" - it was good for a few laughs even if they get didn't get the context and no doubt interpreted it completely differently.

A male colleague/friend would refer to me as "The Man" when I'd drop around to his desk. Again, I tolerated it because he didn't know, but I told him a few weeks back, he was very supportive and I notice he stopped calling me that. Calls me Colonel instead (from a very old in-joke). Yes, "colonel"has some definite male connotations (for some reason I think of walrus moustached, barrel chested machismo) but women can be colonels too, so I'm cool with that!

Ooh! I have a stupid one, and it took me some time to remember it. Circa 2000, there was a commercial on TV for... belly t-shirts? It featured singing belly buttons. To this day, I have no idea why those singing belly buttons bummed me out in a gender way, but they always did.

Stockings in Japan. I see them everyday on girls and women of all ages and they are adorable. They give me all the man squees and I can't wear them. Sure I have adorable underpants but I want some of those stockings. Not enough to go back to being female, but damn, man, why can't guys wear adorable stockings??

I'm taking a chemistry class right now. The textbook always indicates if a problem happens under conditions of "standard temperature and pressure"- abbreviated (you guessed it) "STP." So all of my homework assignments have "STP" written everywhere. And it's even worse in class... I can't help but feel uncomfortable each time the teacher loudly says "STP" or scrawls it on the board. 

Quote from: Arch on February 08, 2014, 03:17:02 AM
For some reason, my "Trans" backpack does not cause me any problems. Perhaps it's because I picked it out intentionally and consider it a private joke.

I just remembered that the last time I saw someone ELSE with the same backpack, I had a jolt of dysphoria. I've had a similar reaction on other occasions.

How ridiculous is that?

Quote from: Arch on February 09, 2014, 04:04:17 PM
I just remembered that the last time I saw someone ELSE with the same backpack, I had a jolt of dysphoria. I've had a similar reaction on other occasions.

How ridiculous is that?

Nah, it makes sense. Sometimes I just hate things that remind me of something I'd prefer to forget (especially when they turn up unexpectedly - that's the worst), even if they're innocent.

So many...umm

When I was a teenager, I came out of the shower to go to my room while wearing a tower around my waist, and my mother looked me up and down and said in a matter of fact way, that I had a woman's body.
In hindsight, she was absolutely right !

I saw a license plate that said BWN I GRL ... I could have sworn the I was a T when I looked at it. Gave it an entirely different meaning to me.

I worked for an animal shelter managing their computer network. We were migrating the database we used to manage animals. One thing was that neutering surgery was listed as orchiectomy under the procedures.

I was pre-HRT at the time and wasn't planing on a full transition. Needless to say each time I saw that I wished I could have booked myself in.

Throughout the process that dragged out for months I used the term transition on almost a daily biases when referring to the mice. The bright side of that was as that transition was ending, I started my own.

The grade twelve biology curriculum. Specifically, the part on reproduction.

Quote from: Edge on February 09, 2014, 05:10:57 PM
The grade twelve biology curriculum. Specifically, the part on reproduction.

God, that section always made me giggle!

Organic chemistry...specifically cis bonds and trans bonds between carbon atoms. And of course the trans ones (think trans fats) tend to be the problematic ones.

Also in genetics, when we went in depth into 'what makes an organism male or female.' Turns out from the genetics standpoint it was the size of the gametes  produced, not chromosomes. Basically, big gametes = female. I would sit in class and think, 'if only it was so simple.'