It’s funny how some of the more trivial aspects of daily
life are the ones that get noticed so much while transitioning. It still takes
me by surprise when a man holds a door open for me, or when I get smiles and
greetings from strangers when I didn’t used to as a male. Little things like
that bring a smile to my face and make me feel kind of special. I’ve been
holding doors for everyone else for so long that it’s a tough getting used to
doors being held for me, but I think I’ll learn to adjust!
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I know exactly how you feel. I have had the same thing happening to me even with women. As I walked up to Barnes and Noble the other day, an older woman was also approaching the door just a step behind me. I stepped aside and held the door and she was very appreciative and then said that she hold the next door for me. I was just another woman walking in the store with her. It was a very unique feeling and it is getting much easier to simply accept it as the norm.
When I helped the other Rebecca through her transition, I had to keep reminding her to let ME hold the door open. You're right. It's the little things.
I'm glad things are working out for you.
Calie xxx
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