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Hey guys, after these 21 years I still have something pummeling my chest and that I want to confess. I am ready to come out of the closet for this. Please understand. (Serious)

I would spend my time slaving away unoccupied nights on Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. Be it after school in some secluded IT lab to my mother's overheating laptop of the mid-2000s. However, my efforts never resulted in something I desired. At first, I would blame my GBA emulator but soon realised it was fate.

I kept doing that damn quiz and boy it was the second hardest quiz of my prepubescent life. It pierced through my being, never had I have a more revealing assessment. My fears, goals, and aspirations were forcefully squeezed out and my truths oozed showing something I dare not accept.

I was a Psyduck. Yes, I know what you are thinking. You could have changed your answers and gotten a different pokemon. You think I didn't try? I did. The blindfolds I found at my friend's mums room didn't do me any favours. Though the blindfold being apart of a BDSM kit does reveal something else. I wanted to be a Sunkern, just a regular Sunkern.

This message came back to me in an epiphany. My friend recently gendered me as a Psyduck. Spiking my lax endorphins, I travelled through my memories in a cinematic 24 fps. Think of a Misty's Psyduck Funny Moments highlight video on Youtube. It was just that. Thank you for reading this.