“I used to see myself as a misandrist. I hated men. They just seemed so annoying and disgusting to me. Why? A lot of reasons, but majorly because a bunch of them were responsible for the major and most downplayed problems I had and low-key still struggle with: insecurity and body dysmorphia. As a kid, I was literally the most comfortable and confident person ever. You could even refer to me as the ‘life of the party’—a way that I now utterly despise being described as because I was always so hyped, cheeky, full of mischief and laughter. I never…