I used to be a complete recluse because of dysphoria. It was lonely, but the alternative was extreme disassociation while being with other people or out in public. It really sucked.

I still get dysphoria now. Some days are worse than others. I meticulously choose what I wear when I interact with other people. I have about three “safe” outfits.

The worst time for dysphoria is when I go to the gym. Can’t layer stuff or wear as much shape wear or else it’s too hot and sweaty. I just don’t go on bad dysphoria days.