I am a transwoman. I am not a “trap”. Not a “tranny”. I go by female pronouns, hence the “woman” part (as some people still seem to have a hard time understanding). What’s between my legs? None of your goddamn business, that’s what. Do I act assertive sometimes? Do I have “masculine interests”? Yes, and I’m sure you know plenty of ~*normal girls*~ who do. Just because I don’t fit into your caricature of the transwoman doesn’t negate my status as one. So just remember this. I don’t exist for your amusement. I exist for myself, and nobody else. My goal is to make myself happy.