I was a little embarrassed and scared, at the time, being the goody two shoes of the family came with expectations, and it didn't fit those expectations. It didn't seem to be something anyone else would tolerate either. I felt alone, but I felt less "alone" alone, but monstrous, like I had a skeleton in my closet.
I was already a metalhead before I got into this, and at the time I was fully buying into the warrior culture of manowar (which I cringe about to this day, especially now that I know about their closet skeletons). I wasn't "allowed" according to myself, to like anything " soft". Like, look at me, even without this I'm weird.
I'm an autistic, metalhead non-binary (any pronouns, no dysphoria) ace that happened to have been born with boobs n a snatch, I have a higher "doing stuff" or "aggression" drive than enough people I know to acknowledge I sometimes have to tone it down for my own health, not even mentioning around the normies that it'll scare. I have so much that gives peeps the oogieboogie factor that tickling is just the icing. And yet I'm out to like three people irl. Still.