So what makes a man a man. Is it a name? A Penis? A way of thinking? What is it really that makes one be a man. I think about this all the time as I watch the transition around me. Last night a quick glance and all I thought was "man". I never thought I would be in this situation. I'm not put off by it at all. I like it. But what is it that I like? The play on gender? The power transfer? What is it? Am I lesbian? I just don't know.
I do know it's right. I do know that I want to be here. I do know that I love my life completely.
So then.. what makes a man? I know, a spiffy new hair cut, going to the gym, quiting bad habits and starting new good ones; dropping a pant size and raising the bicep size and standing behind him is a woman who loves him.
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