i just don’t know. on days when i start thinking i might not ever look like a girl, i can’t breathe. i can’t think. … sometimes the only way i can address crippling dysphoria is to try and look it right in the eye and tell myself, “that’s not you anymore. it never really was. and you’re never going back there. and you will look as you should someday soon." so, look back with me, and have this photo from the summer of 2007.