Jan
10
I just came across this fabulously sweet ad on Helen Boyd’s enGender blog. Watch out, it will make you cry!!!
How wonderful! 
The look of happiness on the face of the father when the son accepts is just lovely!
I guess that things are changing, even considering my last post. There is hope!
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When I first saw that ad. I was highly amused. It’s the sort of situation we all used to dread when we first ventured out ‘en femme’. We never knew who might see us and let the cat out of the bag. I remember in my early days (nights) visiting a bar in Manchester ‘Village’ and bumped into a work colleague. He didn’t recognise me! That spoke volumes. Either he did but didn’t want to say in case I asked what he was doing there or my ‘disguise’ was really effective. I prefer to think the latter…LOL. Since seening that ad. again I look at it in a different light now. How great that dad must have felt after his son’s response. Oh how great a world it would be if everyone was like that lad. Love
Shirley Anne xxx
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Yes, I remember a similar situation, but set up on purpose. I had a fabulous boss when I was in Grenoble and whilst I’d already moved on from that company by the time I transitioned, I wanted to tell him. So, I set up a lunch between us in a restaurant of a friend, booked in my evil twin’s name, but of course I was there as who I really am. I warned my boss I’d changed a little (we’d not met in at least six months).
He walked in and said he had lunch with my evil twin. The restaurant owner gestured in my direction. My boss looked at the people on that side of the restaurants, his eyes not even resting on me for a second.
“No… I said !” he said. Again, the owner pointed in my direction and my boss looked in my direction and didn’t recognise me.
“No…” he started but the owner just took him gently by the arm and led him to my table. Shocked, finally seeing, he sat down.
“That’s not a small change!!!!” he said!
I poured him a glass of wine at that point to help him relax!
That experience really gave me faith in my anonymity when just walking around town. I’d already changed so much that people I knew well couldn’t recognise me even when pointed out. Of course, once they knew it was me, they could see the similarities, but the hormone-related changes to my face, the long hair and the different clothes were more than enough for people not to recognise me on the streets.
Going back to the video, I’ve been thinking a lot about it. In the end, from those that matter to us, acceptance (not just tolerance) is the most wonderful thing they can give us. The smile on the father’s face in this sweet ad says it all!