a teen cis boy in a group of boys (mars in my 11H) baited me on the transit home
he touched me from behind, pretended when i turned, then made eye contact and fingergunned me through a reflection (moon in my 3rd, in transit).
coming out they, as a group fanned a little behind me. he voiced some kind of question, reaching to gesture something... on me?
whatever.
I answered "none of your business" (ty saturn)
they fell a little back and began misgendering me in apology format.
i kept going
another one.
"nice tits, bro." i stopped and tried to engage friendly and at same level, he couldnt handle it, told me to keep walking. so i did, hearing him continue saying transphobic shit to the ppl sat in front of him. ppl with overall bigger problems than me.
existing in public has become spicier now that I have facial hair
mars conj my sun was a job interview, and some of the questions were "how do you deal with transphobia from people in various power relations to you, to the organization"
pleased to see my actions match my responses hehe
Juniper