This morning I went to church and I was approached by a gentleman who told me to stop over thinking things. He told me that the congregation got all over him because of his tattoos, and then he told me that he was into the drag shows. I told him that I was a transsexual and he asked me if I was post or pre op. I took that as a compliment, and then I told him I was a pre-op. He then told me that people that have a problem with me, it's their problem, and I shouldn't worry about it. Then when I was sitting in the sanctuary, a gentleman came over and shook my hand and said that I looked very pretty.