I knew since I was young, I just felt different. Anytime a girl would get near me, I felt all confused in side. It just wouldn't go away, until one day I finally realized I was a lesbian trapped in a man's body.
I didn't know how to tell my cows. They can be so judgmental. So I carry this guilt of not being able to be the real me around in solitude.
However, I know that a payment by the treasure would ease my pain and give me the recognition that I've always desired. The bigger the payment, the more ease I will have. The mental anguish my cattle have caused me is obviously worth whatever someone else has to pay. I'm not certain, but I believe I have split personalities. And I believe they are lesbian also.
The money aside, but still in sight and reach, I'm just glad that we have finally arrived at a place where a man can identify as a woman and use women's bathrooms, or girl's locker rooms. And a man can be a lesbian or lesbians.
Edit to add:
Thank all of you rich, white farmers for the gifts I am about to receive.