Well I was wrong and my god I wish I'd never seen them.
In almost all of them I'm convinced I'm a boy. I'm also convinced that actually those photos are of my dad as a kid - not me. I look fat. A rash all over my face and very rarely happy. It's only as I grow up that I seem to have developed a smile and not a bewildered look on my face.
I'm no expert on babies in the slightest so I don't know if this is normal at all. Maybe all babies look like they're androgynous and miserable as sin. But from my mind this certainly explains a lot about where and how I am now.
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