14-year-old me explaining how it’s actually perfectly normal to loathe being a dude and to wish you could be a girl and to have vivid dreams about being a girl and insisting you’re the weird one if you don’t:

All my friends on the Boy Scout trip who just wanted me to teach them how to make styrofoam napalm while the scoutmaster was gone and will pretend this conversation never happened as soon as it’s over: