Let’s break this down, he saw me while I was:
- On rollerblades
- Wearing a rainbow tie dye hoodie
- Hair tied back stuck through my helmet
- Literally dancing while I do this
He chose to blow through a stop sign to catch up to me to tell me how much of a f-t he thought I was.
Uh…thanks for the affirmation I guess? I think it’s pretty clear what I’m up to over here. Glad to know I’m nailing the look I’m going for! I genuinely laughed when it happened and I’m at home now still laughing. Sure, that’s harmful language and it has absolutely caused me and others harm and will again, but in this context I just find it fucking hilarious.
Anyway fellow queers stay safe and stay queer out there don’t let them get you down 
I got called the transphobic slur like seven years ago before I identified as nb and it felt really bad. Made me hate myself for a while.
I got called the slur again while out on my bike a few weeks ago and pleasantly waved. It was some Karen style woman in a giant assault style SUV. I have a giant trans flag sticker on my bike and a dangly nb keychain. Also I’m wearing doc martens. Like yeah lady, I’m the neighborhood tr—ie, no shit lmao
I’m glad to know other people have this same feeling I had. Like a kind of “yeah duh.”