Public Harassment: I was doing some house repairs outside…

I was doing some house repairs outside and my neighbour came by and started interrogating me about what gender I am. I am a trans guy, and he started the usual interrogations: What are you? Are you a boy or a girl? But do you have a dick? No, a real dick. What’s in your pants? He is touching himself to show what he means like I don’t know. He is angry with me for not giving him the response he wants. I am telling him I’m a person. He’s calling me a faggot. When he can see I’m not giving up on who I am, he switches to sexualizing me: Are you dirty? Do you want something in your mouth? Every day I’m out there he comes back and he keeps it going. Then he’s drunk and comes up behind me and says: hey sweetheart give me a kiss, and he strokes my hair in a sexual way and then grabs it tighter.

My PTSD got triggered since this type of situation has led to assault in the past, so I just ended up freezing and going numb. Wish I could have stood up for myself more. Wish people knew that when you do those interrogations on someone’s gender, there is a whole spectrum of levels that people will take those questions – even if people are just asking “what” you are – you don’t know where that has led for someone. It’s a pretty big trigger and it’s also disrespectful regardless.