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3 Feb 2024 - saw another trans person in my town

I didn’t sleep well, which often seems to be the case if I drink a beer of an evening.  Maybe I should not drink at all as drinking a little just seems to ruin my sleep for unnecessary calories.  Mind you, curry without lager wouldn’t be the same and there are many nice flavours to be enjoyed.  

For no particular reason I felt I wanted to remove more body hair. I used the hair removal cream, which smells horrid and isn’t that effective. There must be a better solution.  It is nice to be a bit less hairy now though.  

As it’s the weekend, I have put on some knickers instead of boxers to feel feminine.  I’m also wearing tights under my jeans.  I did think about wearing one of my crop tops too, but it isn’t that cold today and it might show under my top (which wouldn’t be a problem if it were colder and I was wearing something thicker or a jumper over.  


Doing the weekly shop today, there was a trans person in the supermarket.  They were dressed femme, with female three-quarter length jeans and a ladies’ jumper and yellow jacket, with longish hair tied back, but spoke with a male voice that they obviously were not trying to feminise.  Perhaps non-binary rather than trans woman then?  They were with a cis woman partner and kids, so I guess their relationship was surviving transition.  Maybe that’s a sign of hope.  Also hopeful is that they were not being stared at nor experiencing any transphobia, although you probably don’t get much of that in Waitrose. 

I don’t know how I feel about seeing another trans person in my town. I feel a bit guilty for clocking them, although I don’t think they were trying to stealth so that’s probably fine.  Maybe it’s good to see that someone else is doing it and it appears to be alright.  I feel jealous though that they are doing it and I’m not.  


It’s a bit cooler now it’s evening and have had to put a jumper on. I’ve taken the opportunity whilst going up to the loo (sitting obviously as I am a girl today) to put on a crop top under my shirt.  It’s fine under my jumper. I like the feeling of the elastic around my chest. 

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