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When I was little, my kindergarten teacher asked everyone what they wanted to be when they grew up. "You could be anything!", she said. I told the class I wanted to be a boy. I was pretty angry when everyone laughed at me. When my breasts started growing, I hated them so much I tore scars in my chest gouging permanent scars on my breasts. My self-hatred led me on a journey. It was not a straight line, but I found love for myself as a Girl and as a Woman. I am excited to share my journey.