Nah, not like that. When I talk w/ cis girls about bras and periods and stuff, I mostly have a lot of empathy. You got chest discomfort? I got chest discomfort! And let's not even get started on how much menstruating sucks -- am I right, ladies? Sure, my roommate hates it because she spends three days puking and I hate it because it's a gutpunch of dysphoria, but misery loves company. I figure it's kind of like when I talk to someone who struggles with an eating disorder. Their body problems aren't the same as mine, but 9/10 when I say something like "I started crying in the H&M because of the way my body looked in the dressing room mirror," they can relate.
I do have to laugh at how obtuse some cis people can be, though. Like, damn, I must've lowkey come out to my friends a hundred times in the last few years. But somehow, it didn't matter how many times I said stuff like "Maybe I just don't get it because I'm a guy," or "Can we stop for a sec? My binder makes it hard to breathe" or even "My opinion on this trans issue as a member of the community is..." everyone was still SHOCKED when I eventually asked them to switch pronouns. WTF, y'all? People will jump through the wildest hoops to keep folks in the "cis" box. I don't get it, but when I'm not banging my head into the wall about it, it does crack me up.