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I don't think the way I look and have looked all my life is that bad or unattractive, but like, I look in a mirror and just don't recongise myself. My image of myself in my head is so far divorced from my actual appearance
Yeah I experienced this for literally years and years until I transitioned. I would stare at myself in the mirror and be like.... " I don't get it. Who is this". I thought everyone felt this way. I was a good looking guy, by all accounts. I couldn't really tell but people would tell me. Now I finally see it though, like I see myself and it's actually amazing.
It's pretty great. There's definitely things I don't like about my appearance still, but when I look in the mirror I actually see the person I am now.
I used to think I had to be really ugly or something because I hated looking at myself, but now when I look back at pictures from before my egg cracked I think I was actually pretty handsome, at least when I wasn't too depressed to take care of myself, the problem was just that it wasn't me.