The more I think of myself as just another animal, the better I feel about my body. Yup I have breasts, I'm a sexually mature female human. A caribou does not feel bad that her antlers have grown in. I eat, I am an animal. No other animal on Earth feels shame at the thought of eating besides humans. A mouse does not worry if her face is asymmetrical, a lizard does not attempt to take up less space, a boar does not think about her body hair. Dysphoria can only ever exist within the confines of a human society. Who made you feel so bad you felt the need to self implode? A person? A collective? There's nothing noble or profound about self destruction, even single celled organisms want to live.






















