I originally did this back in March to use as a profile pic across my various social media accounts, but at the last second I decided it made me look too much like some overly-pretentious fact-challenged loser with a Youtube channel screaming about feminists and "cultural marxism". Not even two months later I stumble across some anti-feminist idiot with a podcast with an almost uncomfortably similar avatar and it made me cringe so hard I almost folded in on myself.
The other reason I decided not to use it, and it's probably the bigger one, is that it's not really me. Oh, it looks like me on a lot of levels (minus the bandages), but that right there might be one of the problems. There's a troublesome part of my brain that somehow accepts what I look like in RL, but refuses to present that image as me in any situation when it has a choice. I have never liked my picture being taken, and even my closest family would probably have trouble finding one of me taken in the last decade. I think on some level the bandages were an attempt to compromise with that part of my brain, but even that wasn't enough. Planning to talk with some people in the future about whether it's some form of low-level dysphoria or not, but in the meantime I'll just use examples of my work as my icons. My pieces, even the ones I just do for money, I feel represent me far better than anything I could create specifically for that task, at least until I've spent more time thinking about who I really am under the skin.