I was totally free as a man because no one knew I was a woman. I could go wherever I wanted to and no one would dare swear at me because I could beat them up. I was only with men. I don’t know how to do women’s talk. I am never scared.
Also the NYC Trans March happens this afternoon at 3 which is sort of the only part of pride that I find to be even remotely politically compelling (unfortunately I am bound to my cubicle and cannot attend). Here is the info: