My name is Ivy Yokota.

I am 5"10 tall, my waist size size 28, and my bust is 35D.

These are my measurements post-op.

Since I was 6 years old, I suffered from depression, and was diagnosed with psychotic
manic-depression.

My father, a supporter of PAP, brought me for Counselling at Woodbridge Mental Health,
now called IMH.

They put electric signals through my brain and caused a lot of pain. They tried to change my psychological identification as a girl but could not.

They also suggested that I undergo surgery to remove me male genitalia form but I refused.

Singapore society refused to accept two-spirited individuals like me. In medical lexicology,
I was called intersexed.

I was born a beautiful baby, intelligent and happy, except for slight differences in genitalia.
This is because of the toxins in the hormones and anti-biotics in Thailand farmed chicken imported by NTUC into Singapore that my mother consumed when she was pregnant with me.

I am blessed to be born with two sets of genitals. I have 2 ovaries, and functional fallopian tubes. However, on the exterior, I possess fully developed male genitalia, with two undescended testes
and a male penis.

I never thought there was anything wrong with me.

However, in Singapore, as a child, on my NRIC, I was told that I was to put FEMALE.

As I grew into my teenage years, I bloomed into the most beautiful girl in my entire family, my entire school and neighborhood and won Ms. Chinatown in Singapore when I was only 15 years old.

However, when they found out that I was born intersexed, I was not allowed to compete in Miss Singapore Universe and instead they chose another MGS girl, Nuraliza Osman, because she has only 1 set of genitalia.

I felt this was utter discrimination. I called for change but faced opposition from PAP, and also Singapore Government Officials who called me denigratory names such as "Bapok", "Ah Guah" and "Pontianak".

When I was 16, I suffered from anorexia bulimia as I thought that drinking Japanese slimming tea would end my misery, remove my fats and also make the fats like male genitalia shrink and disappear.

Since then, I have met a Japanese man who accepts me for who I am although I face ostracization from my family.

I have undergone successful full surgery in Seoul, Korea (chin correction and rhinoplasty), vaginal rejuvanation in Bangkok, Thailand, and complete genital transformation (also popularly known as "sex change") under the knife of the most trained surgeons under the Singaporean inventor, Benjamin Sheares, of the first artificial vagina.

Today, I am a happily married woman with a tall and handsome husband who loves me for who I am inside and not for my genitals.

I have also successfully transformed from an intersexed person to a woman. Although it was very painful and traumatic, I prefer it this way.

However, I have read recently that sex change operations are cruel, expensive and inflict permanent psychological damage.

My mother has called me a tomboy since young and sometimes I wonder why I had to suffer so much cruelty to appeal to the society's concept of beauty.

When I was young and intersexed, I loved and fell in love with both boys and girls and I naturally identify as a full bisexual. Also called "AC/DC".

However, due to Singapore's rigid code on gender, I was forced to choose one. I chose woman. Sometimes, I regret it as I believe I also make a very good man and husband. I sometimes dream that society will not be so cruel and will accept intersexed babies as normal and not subject us to shame and ostracization and humiliation.

I feel like after the sex op, I have lost half of my self that has been aborted. My male soul has been killed and annihilated.

I am creating this blog to create awareness for GLBTQI peoples especially intersex people for equal rights, treatment and most of all, for human dignity.