I turn sixteen and discover gender nonconformity. This doesn’t really change how I am outwardly perceived. That is, both feminine and fat. This made my sense of self-perception all the more complicated. For a moment, I felt free. Unfettered by the restraints of the gender binary and the dysphoria of never being ‘woman’ enough to truly identify with my physicality. And then I learnt about skinny-twinklike-androgyny…