I have a group of women I hang out with reliably now twice a week and we get along really well. Supportive, and just good warm fuzzies. From them and others I get feedback about how nice I am and how people enjoy being with me. Given the hulk monster I was before, I find this change most welcome.

Some of my interactions with the public have pushed me to grow my feminist advocacy. Catcalling happens to me on occasion and upsets me greatly. I didn't transition to become a thing for the male gaze to enjoy. Or to have a camera lens pointed at me at length like I'm some kind of celebrity. I think that the photographer in question was just doing his job after I inquired what was going on, still in the moment, I wanted to disappear into sweats so bad.
Work... I dunno what's going on there but all but maybe one of the women in my department are having trouble. There's going to be a meeting tomorrow I need to rest up for.
The social goes well but, intricate.