It’s always easy to “fix” something you’re struggling with at the expense of something that’s pretty good. But it always bites you back. Always.

It’s not easy (not easy at all!) to stop, and start working on the main thing, but that’s the only way to deal with it — otherwise you fuck both things beyond repair.

And I’m not talking just identity and puberty, I’m talking all kinds of mental problems, relationship problems, family problems etc being solved at the expense of physical health (and for some people the other way around — physical problems being solved at the expense of mental health).

There resiliency margin of your “good” part is not that huge, and once it’s exhausted (and be sure the life will exhaust it even without your “help"), they both start hammering you.