I always knew I was different. Sunglasses never fit me, hats needed to be huge. I could never put on a shirt right, my head was too big. My parents kept me away from mirrors and told teachers about it. It wasn't until my first girlfriend asked "dude wtf is up with your face" that I knew. I am pan.
I don't understand what is happening here. My female "friends" were more likely to giggle under their breath & exchange looks if I said I was ugly. That or try to convince my partner to leave me. I have no luck with females as friends. This causes me great troubles as a feminist.