Dysphoria was like a curse, constantly following you around. Some days you felt right as rain, the next day you didn’t even believe you were truly you.

Your boyfriend was always there for you on those days and today was one of those. Dysphoria had completely swarmed your mind, changing your image of yourself and subtly feeding you lies.

“I’m not a man.” You said quietly, causing Gaz to perk up.

“No. No don’t believe that. You’re the most handsome man I know.” He said quickly.