I realize that clarification was called for, and I maybe just mudding the water. But my point is life is what we think about it. Some times it depends upon the intial question. I have chosen the tag of MtoF. Then just recently the question popped into my mind, "What made me think that I was male?" What right did I have to call myself a male? Did male genitialia, the y- chromosome, testosterone, make me male? "Not," the male ego just didn't show. I remember Mom shouting at me, "Be, a man. Fight." The man didn't show. The male socialization and male dress just became a chrysalis within which this girl hid for 53 years looking out at the world through a small tear in the surface. But my question now becomes how can I say I am male to female, when the male never showed up, inspite of the biology of the body. I was simply a female with physical male characteristics.