My therapist asked me if I wanted a vagina. I said no. I said no because I don't want "me" to have a vagina, the masculine me, the person I am now, no, I don't want it. Maybe not even as a female version of me. I didn't explain my answer, only said no.
I chose That Girl as my avatar because I idolized her as a child. Now, if my therapist asked if I wanted to have a vagina and look like Marlo Thomas, heck yeah, I want that.
I had another dream. I was the female version of myself when young, oh, about 18 years old. It seemed like it was what I was supposed to look like if born female.
What do you think?