"Hm.... run that by me again?" Gaty takes a lengthy sip from her drink, setting it down onto the coffee table next to her. She redirects her full attention towards you, scooching closer to hear you better. You sigh, mulling over what to say once more.

Life had been feeling, just... different lately. Bad different. Your body felt like it had almost stopped being yours. The mirror didn't show what you wanted to see anymore, everything about you looked... just, wrong, off, like it wasn't supposed be like that. But nothing had changed about you! Being reffered to as what you'd always been felt wrong, and caused a pit to form in your stomach whenever it happened.

"Huh." Gaty nods along as you speak of your problem, listening thoughtfully and attentively.

"No, I... totally get that, actually. When I feel comfortable in my body, it's because I got to choose what happened to it. Like my... periwinkality, and my girlness!"