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WEBRINGS:
I was in my usual work wear, full makeup, my prosthetics, etc. I wanted to grab some kombucha and there was a guy going through the usual type that I buy. Brief banter between him and I about the flavors, and it's clear that I drink it. This bro tells me that I should really drink it because it's good for your gut bacteria... Like dude, no shit... I brushed it off, but I realized a day later that I was just man-splained to, probably means I was passing, I believe it's called eww-phoria.
i remember once, a year or two into my transition - I was having dinner with my family, when some Rugby news came up (family of Rugby players, living in Australia) and both my brother and my dad took a whole aside in the conversation to explain to me who certain players were, about who the captain of the local team is and why such and such news is a big deal
I had to remind them that I, too, was a rugby player and had been sitting literally right next to them at every game the last few seasons since all three of us were season pass holders of multiple years, something that literally never happened prior to me coming out
and while it might've just been coincidence, my dad is one hundred percent the kind of English, smug-loving Thatcherite who would absolutely mansplain to anybody without thinking twice lmao
This is actually a really good example of the cognitive dissonance believing in gender requires. The indisputable fact that you are a rugby fan who has attended matches with them crumbles in their mind against the weight of "but wamon".