We're all different, as many here have said.
We all have our own path to walk.
One if the things I try to do, and try to advocate for in general, is owning one's differences.
It doesn't matter that others don't know "how" you are different. We can't know how others are different most of the time either.
It matters to accept that there are differences, accept that we are different yes, but to stop, just stop, letting our differences steal away from us.
It's not the same thing as telling people. It's not the same thing as making it important or a part of identity.
It's just taking the fact that we're different and going "yeah, so?" to ourselves.
I'm a trans-man,... yeah, so?
Hubby looks ten years older than he is,... yeah, so?
My brother's legs are perfectly hairless and could pass as a pair of woman's legs,... yeah, so?
One of my friends is a lesbian,... yeah, so?
My sister can bench more than my brother,... yeah, so?
My mother has done more construction than my two brothers combined,... yeah, so?
My friend lost a testicle in an accident,... yeah, so?
I'm still me, they are still them. Doesn't make a difference that we're different.