I don’t know what I am. I keep looking at my body and it doesn’t feel right. But I don’t even know if it’s supposed to feel this way. Maybe I’m broken. Maybe I’m just making things up. But this doesn’t feel made up. It feels like something’s constantly wrong. My chest, my face, my voice — none of it feels like it belongs to me.
I look at the mirror and I don’t recognize what I see. I stare at my body and all I can think is: “That’s not me.” But then I question myself right after. What if I’m just confused? What if I’m wrong? What if this is all something I should be able to ignore? But I can’t. It’s everywhere.