My mother is a lesbian. As such, she took great steps to ensure that I was raised to accept gays as societal norm. However, she has told me that I am to act male around her young children, lest they go berserk with confusion over my situation. Honestly, I understand where she's coming from. Gays are one thing, but transsexuality is hard to comprehend for most adults, let alone sheltered, fresh-faced children. All the same, though, this means that I dread seeing them, since they call me "big brother" and tell me I'm the "coolest guy ever." While the flattery is a great ego boost, I always end up going home and spending a day crying my eyes out over it, because that's just what the world sees when they look at me. I live for the day when I can walk down the street and people see a pretty girl. Until then, I'm dead to me.