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As I got older, I got to appreciate not having a penis and balls more and more.

It’s much easier to appreciate something you have rather than appreciate something you don’t have. I think that’s why I took being a girl for granted for so long.

But when I got a boyfriend for the first time, I saw what a burden it was to have a penis and balls. He had to adjust them every time he got up and walked. He had to be careful of the way he sat and what he sat on, so he didn’t hurt his balls. He had to wear special underwear to give him support, so his penis wouldn’t be flopping everywhere when he walked. And of course, when he got hit in the balls, I saw the excruciating pain that results.

Once I saw all he had to go through, I was so thankful that I was born a girl and I never have to go through any of that.