I stand in the locker room, looking into a mirror as I wrap boxing tape around my hands. I stare intently into the mirror, gearing myself up to fight in another underground match. I know it's Illegal, but the money is much better than any "professional" fight.

I look myself up and down, putting myself into the same fighting mindset I did whenever I stood up to bullies in school. However, it reminded me how masculine I was compared to other girls. I sigh.

What man could love a girl like me?