This something I have dealt with daily from the beginning of realising my gender identity.
There aren’t many fat trans folk that I see often, but I’ll tell you one thing. It’s great for androgyny in some cases. But it makes binding impossible. It makes round things rounder. And the entire mass of body dysphoria and gender identity disorder creates a serious case of Depersonalisation.
I often feel my body like its encased in a weird suit of gooey stuff, and if I could just slice it off, I might find myself. I never get to doing it, but I can’t stop fantasising about it. But I know it can’t in reality fix my problem.