I spent my teens into early twenties trying to turn myself into the sort of person I was attracted to, in hopes of being attractive to those people, instead of working to develop my appearance and identity in a way that authentically felt like me. I don’t think I even knew the difference until recently. Looking at pictures and mirrors was all about figuring out whether or not *I* would be into *me* and it turns out we aren’t really supposed to be our own type. This might be too specific, but have any queer folks around here experienced something like this?