Spending the first 46 years of my life trapped inside of a male body, and not being able to tell a living soul my lifelong secret was hard. Was I sick, crazy, or mentally retarded? I was the third child out of six. I had an older brother and sister from my motheras first marriage, and three younger brothers. We were brought up as a family all loving one another. I always seemed to be a loner. I was always alone and it was hard to make friends and keep them. In the back of my mind it was the same thought, Why do I look like a boy, but feel so much like a girl? I tried to be around with girls but when I did I was always called a sissy. Now I am a 5 A1/2-year post-op transsexual and enjoy my life and friends, and know that I am not crazy or mentally retarded. In this book I have tried to answer the questions you might ask if you were to meet me. If I have neglected to do so all you need to do is ask!