I think I am becoming a man. Seriously, I have been wondering if I deeply have a man stocked in my body. Lately, I have been asked several times, by some female friends, about some man reactions, talks and acts, whatever. Honestly? I sadly don’t answer like them expected to. Maybe it’s because I turned to cold, after having many bad experiences. The last time I showed some glimpse of female fragility, I took a pair of skates. Or maybe because I don’t let myself being, what I am used to be, to not be hurt again. Who knows? I want to recover my female body, but it’s turning a full-time job.