I had a rough day. I work at a Starbucks, and my store is typically very progressive. It’s on a campus sorority building, and during the school year, our customers are really just the best. But it’s summer, so the crowd is different. Today families were visiting for tours, and the parents can be the absolute damn worst.

One customer, very obviously intentionally, misgendered me. I was kind to him. It was a rush, and I was polite and got his drinks to him. But he hit me with a sir so hard and harshly that it pierced me. Like 20 mins after that, I went to the bathroom to pee and just have a break, and while I was in the stall, two people talked about me. They didn’t even say anything necessarily mean, they even gendered me correctly, but saying “i think that’s her in there, but you never can tell these days.” Like they had a full conversation like that about me.

Like what the fuck. I’m just trying to work. I’m just trying to use a toilet. I go out of my way to be sweet and helpful to customers - just sucks so much that even in a mundane situation, I’m some weirdo or joke to some people.

But hey. I didn’t cry too much, and I was able to calm down on my lunch. Still hurts. All my confidence was zapped away.

Edit: Apparently a transphobic twitter page shared this. There is nothing but pure contempt in me for this world. People are vile, and day by day the little bit of hope I had for myself and the world dissipates. I’ll leave the post up cause screw those people. I open up about a incident that hurt me. I admitted it wasn’t the biggest deal but that it made me feel dehumanized, and these awful terrible no good jerks post about me calling me slurs, calling me a pedo, and laughing at me in pain? I will never understand that sort of cruelty.