Sounds crazy, TRUST ME I KNOW 😣

Back in middle school, I remember looking in the mirror and just feeling that ~something~ was off… like rather than me wanting to be thinner, stronger, etc. or anything that was reasonable, it felt more like a default- that something about my identity was just not as it was supposed to be.

My conclusion, somehow, was that I was meant to be an amputee… and my first noted dysphoria was simply having my right leg. This belief was kept in secret, and only for a month or so before I sort of snapped out of it. I even forgot that this happened until realizing I was trans 3 years ago, and the memory resurfaced.

In highschool (tw: ed) I struggled with eating issues, born out of the exact same “something is wrong” feeling. Thankfully, as I’ve come to gender revelations and gotten more support, both of these previous struggles seemed to make so much more sense.

As niche and strange as this is, can anyone else relate?