You will have to let us know how it goes. I have a friend who said it was liberating. I was kinda nervous at first but had no choice as I was asked to leave the men's room. My 2 best friends probably had a lot to do with how little I thought about it. One was my roommate at the time and the other has been my best friend forever. Well now I have 2 trans friends that are probably closer. Shhh, don't tell kay. Anyway, they have treated every bathroom I have ever been in as their bathroom to do as they wish. No, no. Don't let the fact that I just got out of the shower and am drying off dissuade you in any way from coming in and peeing. I realized that I am immune to being annoyed by then when we went out for the one's birthday last autumn. The 3 of us and one other friend. I got dragged into the stall with her to wait while she went, we kept talking as I went. At one point there were 3 of us in that tiny stall.
So yeah, the first time I was nervous. By the third or fourth time I had learned how to use the bathroom without that stupid gap between the door and the, ah... not door part? being an issue. Since then I haven't thought about it.
Everyone knows that men and women are different. The bathroom is maybe the quintessential example. Mostly it's not so different but then... We are complaining about our date, or borrowing that shade, holding her hair while she regrets drinking so much, talking about how hot our dates are.... I could keep going but you get the idea. In the men's room meanwhile. Dude, you see that waitress? If that. Wait, I honestly don't remember what men are like in their bathroom. Forget everything I just said. 😆