ABSTRACT
I had spent months searching for information: reading, questioning, feeling completely disassociated and isolated. And then, I met a woman, and we connected. We talked for hours and hours over pasta and bread sticks in a small village cafe. Neither of us wanted to say goodbye when it was time to part. A few days later, we went for a walk along the shorefront and talked some more. Th e third time we saw each other, we came together, and I knew that I was a sexual human being.
