I wanted to write something that had a slightly deeper meaning. This story touches base on discrimination in various groups of people, one being cross-dressers/transgenders.

And in all honesty, I do not care who you are (even if you're the freaking Queen), discriminating against a group of people just because you do not like their "lifestyle" or whatever the hell you want to call it is absolutely wrong.

One major thing I want to make clear is that judging someone based on appearance or weight is foolish and you cannot expect others not to judge you back.

The most important thing I want to say about this is: if you have ever felt left behind, forgotten, discriminated, eliminated, or isolated, this story is dedicated to you. I love you and nothing in this world can change that.