So on a recent day I went to the courthouse to submit a petition for name change. In the courthouse (which I had to enter in order to submit the petition) there was a metal detector to get in. I wouldn't have probably brought anything, but it should be noted that I couldn't have possessed much in the way of self defense because I had to go to the courthouse. (continued)
So in addition to that, I had put in special effort to pass on that day, more than usual (To be read as a woman I mean.) because of my fear that if the judge decided that I wasn't presenting femininely enough or formally enough for that matter it could lead to my petition being denied. This is the kind of thinking society drills into trans people when it comes to interacting with systems of authority.
So after my business with the court was done I got on the bus to go home. (N95 Mask). A guy on the bus, after I was 90% done with the bus trip asks me "are you okay?" Now, this is a ridiculous question, nothing about my behavior or appearance suggested I wasn't "okay", but I'm not actually this jaded in reality, I answered him, "Yeah, I'm fine," and give a thumbs up in case I couldn't be heard through my mask.