°❀.ೃ࿔* || my metamorphosis — from being masked to transforming into a mermaid

i navigated a whirlwind of identity, social drama, and self-discovery during my early-to-mid adolescence.

my teenage years were a rollercoaster — boyish, androgynous, hyper-feminine, and eventually, embracing classic feminine beauty.

the boyish experiment

before my growth spurt, i avoided pink — despite loving it — and wore blacks and navys, wanting to present as male. it wasn’t rebellion; it was exploration.

i experimented with masking, even crossdressing one day when my brother gifted me a polo beanie. with a black mask to hide my profile, i pulled off a convincing boyish look. people, even my ex, noticed. i got compliments for the way i could blend and adapt, while others, like my bully, tried to copy me — unsuccessfully, of course.

the hyper-feminine phase

as my body changed, i leaned into hyper-femininity — pinks, frills, and high energy. i was learning to navigate validation, romantic attention, and the constant social pressure of high school. i apologized for not being feminine enough to someone i cared about, only to realize later that my self-worth should never hinge on someone else’s approval.

i never chased anyone, asked for likes, or curated a social media persona. i was solo, and it wasn’t lonely — i carried an aura of self-sufficiency that made my presence undeniable.

toxic crushes and lessons in ego

my ex-boyfriend: he chased multiple girls, pitted us against each other, and assumed everything i did was flirting or an attempt to win him back.

i tried kindness, fairness, and equal footing — and he framed it as “humiliation.” i snapped. i set boundaries.

i asserted myself. i became the “lone wolf” — independent, respected, and unbothered by his manipulations. he feared me, glanced at me from afar, but ultimately couldn’t control the one thing i’d learned to own: myself.

scrutiny was constant: every outfit, gesture, or smile was dissected by peers and teachers alike. but i leaned into it.

during my classic beauty era, i embraced 2000s fashion — the tailored pieces, delicate accessories, and confident styling — as armor and expression.

over time, the same people who once scrutinized me began to respect me: not for appearances alone, but for the intelligence, composure, and quiet strength i carried beneath the surface.

the glow-up

through all of it, i evolved: from boyish experimentation to hyper-femininity to classic feminine beauty. my hair is now long and wavy, my confidence self-earned, and my sense of self independent of anyone else’s ego. i’ve accepted my body, my cycles, and my choices. i no longer need validation — i radiate it naturally.

i plucked my brows thin and arched not just for style, but to maintain composure and elegance — a subtle signal that i paid attention to harmony and balance in my appearance. compared to peers who didn’t prioritize these details, it set me apart. every choice, from my makeup to posture, was a reflection of my self-respect and quiet confidence.

my style evolved just as much as i did. i went from men’s-sized clothing, exploring androgyny and boyish experimentation, to feminine kogal-inspired outfits, embracing playful, hyper-feminine energy during my teenage years. finally, i transitioned into relaxed 2000s-inspired clothing — chic, confident, and effortlessly expressive — as i embraced classic feminine beauty.

fashion wasn’t just about appearances; it was armor, self-expression, and a reflection of my growth. each phase mirrored who i was learning to be: experimental, bold, and finally, self-possessed.

reflections on power and growth

looking back, i realize that every challenge — the bullying, the toxic relationships, the insecurity — was part of building resilience, emotional intelligence, and self-possession. i was the heroine of my own story, the lone wolf who saved herself.

closing thoughts

adolescence is messy, confusing, and sometimes painful. but it’s also where we learn to navigate identity, assert boundaries, and emerge empowered. looking back, i’m proud of the girl who experimented, the one who fought, and the one who ultimately embraced herself fully.