Knocks
So, this weekend was a bit of a rollercoaster for my confidence. Saturday saw me speak to my first member of Natwest branch staff to be uncomfortable dealing with me. She clearly couldn't wait for the appointment to be over.
From there it was on to Santander to chase up why they haven't changed my name or updated my accounts. The female member of staff there was totally oblivious to the fact I'm Trans until I handed her back the completed form, then her attitude changed. She went from friendly and chatty to cold and distant.
So, after a tiny bit of food shopping, I stopped and talked to an on street market researcher. I'm always nice to them, as I know how shitty some people are with them. Anyway, it was a taste testing for Walkers and I happily went along.
Long story short, I spent half an hour in close contact, chatting to this woman and answering questions. Towards the end, we were talking about family, and I mentioned that a friend had given birth a few hours before. She told me her daughter had too, just last week, and then she said something that stopped me in my tracks.
She asked if I had kids. I said no, and just kept it simple by saying that I wasn't able to become pregnant. She told me to never say never, and that a lot of women who'd had difficulty were able to bear children now with help.
The feeling that came from knowing a stranger who'd spent a little time with me, speaking all the while, saw me only as a woman... well it was brilliant. Indescribable, really.
It gave me hope.
Today has been shit. Not feeling great, endless really complex calls from upset people mixed with a number of calls from really obnoxious people is not a good mix for mental well being.
From there it was on to Santander to chase up why they haven't changed my name or updated my accounts. The female member of staff there was totally oblivious to the fact I'm Trans until I handed her back the completed form, then her attitude changed. She went from friendly and chatty to cold and distant.
So, after a tiny bit of food shopping, I stopped and talked to an on street market researcher. I'm always nice to them, as I know how shitty some people are with them. Anyway, it was a taste testing for Walkers and I happily went along.
Long story short, I spent half an hour in close contact, chatting to this woman and answering questions. Towards the end, we were talking about family, and I mentioned that a friend had given birth a few hours before. She told me her daughter had too, just last week, and then she said something that stopped me in my tracks.
She asked if I had kids. I said no, and just kept it simple by saying that I wasn't able to become pregnant. She told me to never say never, and that a lot of women who'd had difficulty were able to bear children now with help.
The feeling that came from knowing a stranger who'd spent a little time with me, speaking all the while, saw me only as a woman... well it was brilliant. Indescribable, really.
It gave me hope.
Today has been shit. Not feeling great, endless really complex calls from upset people mixed with a number of calls from really obnoxious people is not a good mix for mental well being.