The first time I hung out with other women and felt included, I was asked how I felt. All I could say is that I felt “Happy.” I just hadn’t felt that way before. Despite being in my 20s, I had never been so happy existing with others.
It took time to recognize that it was because I wasn’t dysphoric about my social existence for once. I didn’t feel like a gross outsider. I felt like one of them. It hurt when I had to go back. Finally feeling right made feeling wrong again so much worse.
The first time I hung out with other women and felt included, I was asked how I felt. All I could say is that I felt “Happy.” I just hadn’t felt that way before. Despite being in my 20s, I had never been so happy existing with others.
It took time to recognize that it was because I wasn’t dysphoric about my social existence for once. I didn’t feel like a gross outsider. I felt like one of them. It hurt when I had to go back. Finally feeling right made feeling wrong again so much worse.