I hate this attitude that someone else will EVER know better what is right for us.

Have you seen ‘The Endless Sunshine of a Spotless Mind’? Its beautiful, though difficult to follow. The moral of the film is that some things are too precious to forget, even if they cause us pain.
I was thinking about some of the more painful aspects of my past yesterday, and I was wondering what I would change, what I would forget.
The answer was nothing.
Regret nothing, forget nothing. What is the point of life if we don’t learn its lessons?

I hope that karma bites those bastards at the Gender Clinic.