Needless to say it was a rather weird experience for this white bread, Bible belt, corn-fed Cracker.
What do they call the surgery? A lopitophome?
Addadictome. Lisa had his removed.
Was it worth the expense and pain? What drives a person to desire to become an imitation of the opposite sex?
I don't know if this is a glandular thing or what. It must be hell going through life, wishing you were something you are not. Be thankful for who and what you are.
I wonder when a person who had transgender surgery gets to be sixty and their hormones settle down, do they regret their decision?