Well, as the title says, I Am curious what Dysphoria feels like for you? When/how did you realise, that certain feelings are in reality Dysphoria?
Edit: Damn, some of you really have lived through a lot. I Am very happy that I can’t really relate to quite some of the comments here, because that sounds horrible.
I could write a lot about this but I’m going to keep it on the short side.
When my dysphoria was at the worst every day felt more and more hopeless. I woke up wishing I could go back to sleep which was the only time I had some happiness. Living felt like trudging through thick disgusting sludge and as time went on the sludge got thicker. I think I would have succumbed to it if I didn’t get HRT when I did.
I also sometimes also have this vision where my deadname has wings and a horde of them is swarming me like ravenous monstrous bats while I’m standing there trying to shield myself and swat them away. Often times when I think of dysphoria, that and the sludge is what comes to mind.