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a nice experience

Yesterday I was at the local mall getting a couple of things when one of the girls employed at the luggage shop stopped me in my tracks. I have seen her smile at me before and I had greeted her a couple of times in the past. This time she smiled again and I stopped to comment on how nice the day was.

She smiled and leaned over and said “do you mind if I tell you something?”

I responded “not at all please go ahead”

“I think you’re really cute and so much more feminine than regular women. My cousin works at the food court and she also finds you very cute!”

For a second I was taken aback since I know I pass with the other ladies I deal with in the mall but apparently not with her and her cousin. In the past I might have tried to cover up and say she was mistaken and that I was a woman or take offense and blush but this time I smiled right back and said to her:

“Thank you so much you are so nice”

I then proceeded to give her the shortest possible mini education on transgender people; basically saying that this is the way we are from our earliest memory and we need to be who we are.

Being not older than perhaps 20 years old, she understood this already and commended me again on my courage to present myself to the world as who I am. I thanked and squeezed her arm in an affectionate manner as I started to walk away.

She said in a very genuine manner: “come in and see us sometimes”

“Of course" I replied, knowing very well that I will.

This was a very positive experience for me and ties in to my previous post about presenting to the world who I am. I know the other ladies know me as a woman because of the questions they ask me about my husband and my kids but this allowed for another level of interaction that I found very satisfying and almost therapeutic to my sense of being as a transgender person.

That sense of pride in myself and in not caring how I am perceived by others has really taken root in me and this experience really showed me just how much I have grown as a person and in my acceptance of my transgender nature.

What a great way to end my day.

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  1. Joanna -

    You handled it perfectly!

    You'd find my experience on the commuter train interesting as well...

    M

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  2. Thank you Marian it felt pretty good

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  3. Joanna,
    This was a beautiful episode and an affirmation that there are times when we are out and about while dressed that by our mere presence we are accomplishing a form of outreach.
    Obviously, prior to her reaching out to speak with you, she and her cousin had discussed their reactions to seeing you out and about at the mall and they reached the conclusion that you were a person of grace and dignity who was entitled to respect and fair consideration. There was also a recognition that you had a certain amount of courage to present en femme.
    It is my belief that the more favorable encounters that the civilian population at large has with folks like us the better it will be for all of us. This young lady and her cousin will likely relate their positive experiences and feelings towards you to others and this is a great way for folks like us to become more accepted in society at large.
    In addition to this encounter making you feel good you have done good for others.
    Pat

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  4. Pat I could not agree with you more. This type of overlap with people shows everyone that we are not freaks and can be respectable and well presenting. That same afternoon I had an older gentleman tell me "Madam you have a lot of class" so I was very bolstered indeed..outreach is good....we're getting there in terms of educating the public.

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