She needed a place to live, but there was no one else to turn to. Shesucked up her pride and dignity and put all of her special things intostorage. Th...n returned to the image he'd known. Her dead end goingnowhere job barely allowed her to make ends meet on a good week. Butpeople there knew her, some even accepted her openly. They could see howher personality was decaying, the pain in her every waking moment. Butshe would endure, she had to. She could pretend to be a boy untilsomething came. And if I've said exactly this before in other words, it is only because I'm still searching for the best way to express this difficult subject. People want to know how all this happened to me, and I keep searching for new ways to tell them.Throughout my life, a number of books have been written about me, with quite a flurry of them in the last years of my life. All of them have the misconception that I awoke fully the day that Anna upgraded my systems, and became a fully capable, independent. I pretended that I did, but deep down, in the darkest, most hidden parts of my soul and spirit, I wanted to be yours. When Gautam approached me about this, I must confess, now that we’re being completely honest here, that I had to fight back the enthusiasm and play the part of the shocked and jilted wife, when in truth I was wetter than Niagara Falls,” Satya revealed something truly surprising about her after all.“Well, that’s a truly fascinating confession, I must say. Don’t worry. You’re in. Call me Bear. My parents like them and named me Teddy, not Theodore, just Teddy. Why the long face?" He saw right through the smile that I had pasted on and saw my frown. "Just dreaming, I guess. Sometimes it makes me a little sullen. I come here to leave that behind." "No one with your face should ever be sullen. Don't allow it to control you." Then he sat back and offered me a seat on the bench. "You should take charge and not let the blues rule your day." "I wouldn't say that anything rules.