As a kid I had bad body dysmorphia. Being mixed-race, & teased about it, made be believe I was ugly. It wasn’t until I was older & started raving that I learned to love myself. I was a hippy-flipper: mushrooms & ecstasy, & that journey healed a lot within me. If you want to know what it’s like tripping balls & looking in the mirror, run an Ai notebook with your visage, Lol.
