before. I look at my body laying on the bed. It looks so weak and frail and small. So pale and fragile. I look at the naked breasts and wonder why men find them so magical. I have seen women with breasts that I enjoyed looking at, but my own breasts never thrilled me. For the first time in my life, I admitted to myself that I did not like the body that I was looking at. When I was a little girl, I always wanted to find some magical way to become a man because girls never