© Mel’s Customised Candles Melbourne, Australia, 2021

Disclaimer: As usual, what is written below is my own personal opinion, and may vary from yours. It doesn’t mean to say that either is correct or incorrect, that’s what makes us all Humans.

I’d like to begin by acknowledging the Traditional Owners of the land on which we meet today. I would also like to pay my respects to Elders past, present and emerging.

Back Story to me growing up:

My father was a Sexist, Racist, Homophobe who passed his narrow minded views onto me. Or I should say ”Forced” his views.

Because of this, I treated anyone who was not a White Australian Male as inferior people only there to serve me.

Certain people took offence at this, and rightly so. I was strongly disliked by almost every other student in Secondary School.

Their revenge: Hurt me so much, I contemplated Suicide.

Deep Down, I felt sick because I didn’t agree with my father, but he was the boss , therefore, he must be abided by.

I was scared of him so much, I even hid my true self because I knew what would happen:


Instead I did what I was told.

I had 2 best friends in secondary school, 1 was a white boy, the other Mediterranean. My father accepted my white friend, but not my other.

My father eventually found a reason to dislike my white friend, accused him of being gay and trying to turn me. He was not.

Anyway, when I left school and started working, I was able to make friends and be more accepting.

I worked with many different humans, who taught me a lot.

My father objected to me associating with “undesirables”. His words, not mine.

I just saw them as humans.

What my father didn’t know,  I was battling my not only my Gender Identity, but Sexual orientation.

As a result, I compensated by treating women like slaves.

Eventually, I realised, everyone is equal and deserves to be treated as such.

I started doing that and guess what?

I realised I could learn from everyone, no matter their background.

Acceptance to me means:

Accepting every other Amazing Winner, being Supportive, Listening and trying New Foods and Ideas.

To everyone whom I treated badly, because of my upbringing:


I was doing what I was TOLD was the right thing to do,



I will say, since killing my father (He was on Life Support, as NOK, I was given the choice), I have changed my views and started accepting everyone, until they let me down, if they do.

I used to listen to others and their negativity regarding people, which I would believe, however, I no longer base decisions on that.

I think things through before deciding.

I will tell you a story:

January 2015, I posted in a Transgender group on Facebook, seeking a Gender Surgeon. A gurl responded, and we started chatting via messenger.

She advised, I could friend her, which I did, however, I baulked when I saw her age, she was 15, I was 49. I had no physical interest in her, however, knew others would assume the worst in me. I told “Chris” this, but she assured me all was ok. I accepted this and we continued chatting almost daily, until Monday March 30th, 2015, when I was suddenly blocked.

I thought I’d done something wrong and attempted to reconcile. Chris stupidly had her school on her wall. I wrote a detailed and long letter to her, then sent it to her. As expected, no response.

I later found out, my worst suspicions, she had been lied too about me. Despite no evidence, she believes what was said.

Thankfully, I have proof of my innocence.

This event has caused me to go backwards as it hurt me so much, and I thought we were great friends.

Granted I asked very personal questions from Chris, but with permission. I asked them as she was the youngest TransGurl I knew in Australia and her answers were purely for my education.

Anyway, I digress and possibly boring you all now, so:

My point originally of this blog is we should accept every other



Because we can learn from each other.

I certainly have.

Despite my age (56), I have learnt from many other winners:

An Amazing Friend (My BIFF) in Canada, who is 23 and Married to a man my age.

Several Cleaning Customers who are under 30 and super Amazing Winners.

Please: Always give others a

“Fair Go”

Because you never know what a person may offer you and bring value to



Published by Mel's Customised Candles

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