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TIFU by forgetting how loud my voice is

I’m a 25 year old MTF trans women that works as a merchandiser for a giant drink manufacturer.

While stocking the shelves at a grocery store, my co worker asks if I’m offended by questions about my transitioning. I inform him I’m not and the questions come out.

I’ve always had a loud voice, yet I do try and control it. When giving presentations for school projects I never needed a mic. You could hear me across a football stadium tium and to me, I have no idea I’m talking that loud.

His main question was,” Did you choose to be trans, or did it just happen?”

This is fairly common and I always reply,” No, it happened during puberty I started to feel this way. I grew up in upper central Texas, so it wasn’t forced on me at all either. My balls dropped and my body urged me to get pregnant.”

He asked if that was all it was and this is where I fucked up. I wasn’t thinking about it, but this fact I’m rather embarrassed by so I get closer to him. Internally I think,” now I whisper,” but instead I speak normally as if we didn’t get closer with my voice traveling. I then tell him

“Im so out of it when I wake up in the morning and go to the bathroom, in the dream I’m a women so naturally I sit down and piss everywhere cause I don’t realize it’s even there.”

He laughs a bit, but not 10 seconds later the store manager comes over and says,” can you keep your voice down? Im in the other isle and suddenly just hear,” I forget I have a dick and piss everywhere.”

I’m now in my car, extremely embarrassed, typing this all out. I want to physically die…….. why can’t I have a normal voice.

TL;DR I forgot how loud my voice was and loudly said,” I forget I have a dick and piss everywhere in the morning!”

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