Yes, I am slow to introduce myself. It isn’t because I don’t want to. It probably has more to do with the lie that I frequently believe that I don’t have anything to say. You see, I was the youngest of two girls, and both of us were raised to compete with the boys since neither one of us were “good enough” to be a boy. I strove so hard to be stronger, tougher, meaner than the boys never realizing I could never achieve this goal. I was, and currently am, an amazing female, but I will never make a good boy, or bad for that manner, because I am not one. As I have grown and matured, I am having to realize that even though I am tough and strong, I am an amazing woman.