You proceed with your daily routine. You head to the bathroom, proceed to shave, apply foundation and a little bit of eyeliner. You can still see that imposters face under there, but you feel a little less directly connected to him. You feel a little more like yourself.\n\nYou head back to your room, use dress tape to keep your breast forms in place, before proceeding to get dressed for the day. You layer a couple of pairs of underwear to keep everything flat and out of the way as best you can, layering a pair of red and black checkered tights over the top. You pop on a plain black skirt, a black tshirt, a black long sleeved jacket and finish it all off with a black scarf dotted with red butterflies. You look at yourself in the mirror. You look a little more like yourself than you did and you smile a little. \n\nIt's an understated outfit. With your hair the length it is and covering much of your face you're unlikely to have many people pay you a second thought on the street, just the way you like it.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Go see a film|Cinema]]

Don't be silly, you can't go swimming. sure you love swimming, but you've not done it in years. With a body as disgustingly manly as yours there's no way you could go swimming without some kind of major incident.\n\nTo be fair you've not actually tried to go swimming in several years, but you just know it's not going to go well.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Head to the Gym|Gym]]

So, you're a Woman? No You're not. You might think you're a Woman, you might have always thought that you were a Woman. I'm sorry, but you're a Man. You're a Man, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you learn that fact.\n\nYou'll eventually give up. You'll eventually resign yourself to your fate. You'll eventually accept that you're, at your core, just as much of a Man as you look like to the rest of us. You'll accept that you're the man the world tells you that you are.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Get up and go look in the mirror|Mirror]]

You walk up to the ticket sales desk and ask them for the key to the Disabled Bathroom. Predictably they respond with the classic "That Bathroom is only for people with a Physical Disability, do you need the key?". It's the old "You don't look disabled, what's wrong with you" routine.\n\nYou're used to this, you respond with "All you need to know is I need to use that bathroom, requiring me to explain my medical history to use that key is a form of discrimination".\n\n"Geez, fine, here's the key" she replies. You can see the look on her face, she's summing you up in her mind. She's judging you. You know that she's trying to asses your gender. You know she's going to talk to her collegues while you're gone. \n\nYou head back to the Disabled Bathroom and things are fine. You go to return the key and are greeted with "thanks, hope you had a good time sir". You ignore this and walk away.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Head back to the film|Back To Film]]

You head into the class and begin to dance, noticing the occasional stare back at you. Not sure why, you continue dancing. \n\nOkay, this is a little weird, more and more people are looking your way. Finally, someone speaks up.\n\n"You know this is a women only class right?"\n\n"Yes of course".\n\n"Then why are you still here?"\n\nIt hits you, you forgot. Yep, you forgot that in spite of the fact you're female, have always thought of yourself as female and never considered yourself anything but female, the world disagrees with you. You're not welcome here.\n\nIt's a bit too late to switch into something that makes your gender presentation more obvious, so you just turn and walk away. Today has been a bit of a waste, no use trying to salvage it from here.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Head home the busy way through the high street|Busy]]\n\n[[Take the longer but less populated route home to avoid more issues|Quiet]]

You decide to head out for the day. There's a little cinema in town doing a single showing of your favourite film, Pulp Fiction, which you'd be mad to miss in all it's huge screen glory.\n\nYou get there and proceed to buy your ticket. You don't use your discount card because it says Timmothy on it still and you really dislike people seeing that name if you can help it. You really need to order a new one. \n\nYou grab a drink and some popcorn and head in, grabbing yourself a great seat. About an hour in, you really need the bathroom. You don't mind missing a few minutes of the film, you know it inside out anyway.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Use the Mens Bathroom|Mens Bathroom]]\n\n[[Use the Womens Bathroom|Womens Bathroom]]\n\n[[Use the Disabled Bathroom|Disabled Bathroom]]

You think back to the Cinema, to your deep dislike for people hearing that stupid male name that follows you everywhere you go. You have the assumptions about your "true gender" that people make when they see or hear that name. You decide to head home before the ambulance arrives. You just want to go home.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]

You've had enough after the Bathroom incident and leave pretty quickly. You're a bit fed up, a bit stressed. You decide you'd rather get some excersise and work off those emotions than wallow in them.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Go Swimming|Swim]]\n\n[[Go to the Gym|Gym]]

The ambulance arrives to come look you over. They're worried about your head injury and ask if you'd be willing to give them your medical info and come get some x-rays.\n\nYou think back to the Cinema, to your deep dislike for people hearing that stupid male name that follows you everywhere you go. You have the assumptions about your "true gender" that people make when they see or hear that name. You say that you feel fine and that you will not consent to being taken to hospital. You just want to go home.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]

You decide to head home via the highstreet, people are usually top preoccupied with their own lives to pay you much attention.\n\nThe problem? Today's just not your day. Today the universe is determined to prove to you that, despite everything you have ever felt about yourself, you are really a man. The universe isn't going to let you have an easy day today.\n\nAs you're walking down the highstreet a man grabs you by the shoulder and pulls you around.\n\n"Knew it, you're a fucking fag"\n\nBefore you know it, yoiu're on the floor, you can taste blood and everything hurts. You're head hit the ground, preasumably after he hit you but you can't be sure. What you do know, is he's still kicking you and nobody has stopped him. Many have stopped to watch but none have stopped him.\n\n"What did you expect, you were asking for this, walking around like some piece of Tranny scum".\n\nHe walks away, nobody stops him.\n\nSomeone offers to help you up, someone else calls emergency services for you. The Ambulance is on it's way.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Wait for the Ambulance|Ambulance]]\n\n[[Head home straight away|No Ambulance]]

It's starting to get a little dark, you started your day later than planned and that hour round trip for your Gym stuff pushed your day back a bit.\n\nYou walk the back streets home, hoping to avoid seeing more people than you have to. You notice that someone is following you...\n\nYou start to walk faster, rounding a corner and stopping dead in your tracks, hoping whoever is following you will just walk right by you. It'd be too obvious for them to reach you7 and stop dead in their tracks right?\n\nWrong....\n\nHe rounds the corner, sees you and stops...\n\n"Hellloo beusytiful" he slurs. He's clearly drunk. That's not just the slurring, the fact you got called beautiful is a sign that you're probably dealing with someone drunk. Sober men never thing you're attractive.\n\nHe grabs you by the breasts, squeezing firmly. You kick him straight in the genitals and he crumples. You run... You run as fast as possible.\n\nAs you run you call 999, you hear him shouting something.\n\nThe police cars arrive and you head to the station in separate vehicles.\n\nThe police want to talk to you about what happened, you're shaking and can't think. You're still terrified.\n\nThey ask if you have any ID on you and you hand your purse over without thinking.\n\nThey look at your ID, they assess that it still says you are Male and the whole tone of the situation changes.\n\nYou've got a problem. The officer tells you that they're keeping the man on suspected sexual assault, sexual harassment, what ever word it was he chose to use. You don't remember very well as what he said next got your attention.\n\nWe're going to have to drop those charges and let him go, there's no longer any crime.\n\nYou ask why. "Because your breasts aren't real". All he did was squeze a bit of tissue paper or wharever you've got down there.\n\nYou think back to the Cinema, to your deep dislike for people hearing that stupid male name that follows you everywhere you go. You have the assumptions about your "true gender" that people make when they see or hear that name. You say that you feel fine and that you will not consent to being taken to hospital. You just want to go home.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]

Warning, branches of this story may contain certain triggers. There are triggers for sexual assault and suicide within the story. \n\nThis story is specifically for YOU. Yes, YOU. As such, I need to ask you, the reader, a very important question before we start. \n\nAre you a Man or a Woman?\n\n[[Man|Man]]\n[[Woman|Woman]]

You decide to go try the Disabled Bathroom as they're usually Gender Neutral. This one kind of is, it's Gender Neutral but you have to walk through the door to the womens room to get to it anyway. \n\nYou try the door, it's locked.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Ask an atendant for the key|Key]]\n\n[[Use the Womens, you're already pretty much in there|Womens Bathroom]]

You awake in a crazy panic. You're alive, and you're somewhat glad of this.\n\nYou head for the hospital. You head down there feeling surprisingly un dead. You head there hoping you could take back your choice from last night.\n\nYou never wanted to die, that's not why you tried to kill yourself. You just didn't want to live the life you were living any more. It's not that you hate life, you love living and are terrified of death. You're just scared of facing another day like yesterday.\n\nYou don't want to give in and accept that you're a man, just because you keep being told you are one. You don't want to have to be scared in general every day life.\n\nThe doctors quickly see you and give you some kind of medication they claim was to counter what you took. You know it's a lie, you know it's going to make your throw everything up.\n\nSure enough you empty your stomach. You're feeling hotter than ever, your skin feels like it's on fire and that fire is on fire. But you're alive.\n\nAs soon as you're able you leave the hospital. Nobody knows you were there...\n\nHopefully tomorrow will be better.\n\nHopefully I can find a world where I can just live my life.

You walk into the womens bathroom as quickly as possible. There are a few women at the mirror, but you pay them little attention. You make a rush straight for the stall.\n\nYou always feel like some kind of undercover spy in here, in the worst possible way. You feel like any minute you're going to make a mistake and blow your cover. You have every reason to be in here, but others don't seem to feel that way.\n\nYou hear the word ladyboy through the door. This isn't going to go as smothly as you'd hoped. Someone leaves the bathroom, only to return quickly with what sounds like a man. Yep, that's definately a man she's brought back in with her. "They're in there" you hear.\n\nYou eventually leave the stall, you can't stay there forever. You're faced by a short and portly middle aged man and a woman you assume to be his wife or girlfriend. They stanbd between you and the exit.\n\n"What do you think you're doing in the ladies?" the man barkls at you. He's not to disimilar to a rotweiler now you come to think of it. His tone is equally threatening.\n\n"Going to the bathroom" you reply, "And if you'd move I'll be going back to my film".\n\n"Yeah, that's not going to happen" he snarls. "You don't come here and get whatever fucked up thrill it is you get from dressing this way. Pervs like you dressing liike a woman to try and fuck my missus, not on my watch. You're going to leave and you're never coming back here you sicko. If you don't leave I'll be calling security and getting them to drag your fucking ass out by force".\n\nYou quickly walk away from them and leave the cinema. You know you're in the right, but you really don't feel up to this fight happening yet again.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Continue with your day|Leave Cinema]]

You head back and watch the remainder of the film. It's a great film, but you're distracted. The discomfort that you've faced sticks stronger in your head than you would like.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Leave Cinema|Leave Cinema]]

You take a look in the mirror. The face in front of you is not your own. You see a man shaded with a light grazing of stubble across his face and neck. You see a man that could have been seen as handsom by conventional standards. You see a man who with a shorter haircut would probably be desirable to many. \n\nYou see a man, you do not see yourself. You feel an unbelievable disconnect between the man facing you in the mirror and the very core of yourself. He's not ugly as such, but he's not you. He couldn't be further from you. You couldn't feel further apart from each other.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Get ready to face the day|Shave]]

You're done, today is too much for you. You can't get through another day like today. It's just not an option.\n\nYou grab a few packets of pills, swallow them blindly and lie in bed, tears running down your face.\n\n[[Sleep|Sleep]]

You decide to head home before heading to the Gym to get changed. Sure it's an hour's round trip to do that rather than the five minute walk to the Gym, but you'd rather not go through that whole pick a gender binary bollocks again.\n\nAn hour or so later you arrive at the gym, already in your work out clothes. You're in a pair of baggy tracksuit trousers, a sports bra and a baggy t-shirt. You've packed a second, more fitted shirt in your bag too. \n\nIf people start making a fuss about your gender, switching to a more fitted top at least means people are more likely to notice that you want to be seen as female, even if you're less comfortable working out in it.\n\nYou spend some time on the treadmill with headphones on, running faster than you probably should. You head over to the free weights and spent a little time doing repeted toning excersies with some of the lighter weights. \n\nYou decide to finish off the session with some Zumba, hoping a bit of fun and some dancing will take your mind off the way today has been going.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Do some Zumba|Zumba]]

You hate this, but after what happened last time you take your chances in the mens room. At least you probably won't get thrown out and accused of being a rapist or anything.\n\nYou walk into the disgusting smelling room. You can see puddles on the floor that are probably urine. There's currently nobody around.\n\nYou head for a stall and proceed to do what needs top be done. All of a sudden, you hear a group of men come into the room. You suddenly feel this might have been a bad idea.\n\nYou wait for a few minutes, listening as some men leave but others arrive. You're going to have to face them. You're going to have to face them no matter how long you wait.\n\nYou open the door and try to move quickly toward the door without making any eye contact. Someone touches you on the shoulder and says "I think you're in the wrong... oh.. er, sorry". \n\nHe seems to not know what to say to you. You feel terribly embarassed. Goodness know what he thought of you. Luckily, nothing bad happened as such, you just feel a little less confident than you did before.\n\n[[Stop fighting and accept that you're a Man|I Give UP]]\n\n[[Head back to the film|Back To Film]]

I'm sorry, but this story is not yet ready for you. It will be soon, but not yet. Be sure, the full release will have a story crafted just for YOU.