It was a cold day, everyone was wearing sweatshirts and long pants except for me, but it didn’t bother me one bit, because instead of a harsh attack of cold, the cold wind felt as if it was just stroking my body. I went to my Morning Program, where I heard tons of encouragement for my bravery and was treated like a real lady. I looked in the mirror and I realized that life made sense all of the sudden. And even though dad disagreed, I thought to myself - maybe it’s not such a bad thing for a man like me to wear a dress