Oh this comic hits. I really have no idea how it never entered my head that most of my confidence, image issues, apathy were tied to dysphoria. Before puberty I was a bubbly, fun, person, then puberty hit me like a ton of bricks and I went off the rails for… well like 30 years I guess. I had so much anger all the time (of course I still have some, who couldn’t today) about nothing in particular, anger at other people for no reason, and I just could not figure out why. It’s not like there were no signs. I enjoyed dressing up with my sister in her sparkly dance clothes when we were kids, in 7th grade I was hanging pictures of Cory Haim and Cory Feldman from Tiger Beat magazine in my room like the girls in the class were doing, I had a whole arm full of jelly bracelets which were so cool at the time, but mainly for girls. Every time I said something like “men’s clothes are so boring” what I really meant was “I really wish I could just wear womens clothes”, I won the girls screaming contest at a grade school dance we had. The more I look back the more incidents like that pile up but still I was clueless about it. I feel light as air now, I care about my body and how my legs look, I can wear shorts, clothes are fun again, life is fun again

Funny part is I was always such an advocate of being yourself, being original and it turns out all those years I wasn’t even being myself XD