I'm a boy now.
Quite handsome.
But.
I don't know my parents, teachers or classmates.
I don't remember my gay friends.
I don't know how to get along with boys.
I can't play basketball.
I dare not say that I am sexually masculine.
Most importantly, I didn't want to go into the men's room.
"I used to have fun watching boys having sex every day, but now it's fine, it's my turn."
However, people are always very adaptable. She, no, now he, with his wit, can still thrive.
One day he'll get used to a third leg.