What I can say happened when I made the choice to own my identity was nothing short of a miracle that not only made assessing my own feelings much easier and more streamlined, but also produced lifestyle changes which stuck with ease. Suddenly the discipline needed to eat right and take care of myself didnt feel that difficult to do. It was non-compulsory to want to work on myself and care for myself. The tragedy of this epiphany is to know that for years prior to this moment, I had not loved or even cared about myself remotely enough to justify such an alien concept as looking after my body or mind. There's new anxieties of course, but those are actionable. I have the strength to bear them now that I know that no matter what I have my self-worth.
On a less serious note, I have been trying to expand my horizons to get over a massive art block and I think an important part of that is hearing creative voices different from yours. This allows me to assess if I possess something worth making as not just a personal silly drawing to laugh at myself, but a more concerted effort to present my worldview to others who may wish to know more about something in my particulars. It is a pleasant feeling to have that fire stoked after years of becoming more apathetic with showing my work off. -Ash