Starts HRT... Internal problems disappear one by one within 6 hours.
Doubts HRT, "It's probably just a placebo, I'm not actually happy." *proceeds to dance with rhythm for the first time in her life*
I haven't posted in forever but posting here has never amounted to anything so whatever. :P
Just wanted to say gender affirming care helped me to stop thinking of/dreaming of/imagining/seeing myself end myself using every object and surface around me 24/7.
@heathertwiggy@enverlame@BigDweebus As a right handed person, I would reach for the right then use passing it to the left as a chance to line up the side for reading the name, then open with my right and drink with my left. It looked perfect to me!
@FyrefoxVr Alright now turn on the spiral and tell me to drop... <3
Seriously, though. Thank you for this. I found something amazing looking Rezz up. :D
I forgot to post here, we went to another little get-together, about the size of the largest crowd I've performed for live, almost 400 people. My grandma recognized a bunch of people so we got to say hi and look at all the great signs! Heels in the grass, maybe not the best. :P
Forgot to take pictures but I had a great time at the Hillsboro HandsOff! event. I wish I was less paralyzed by the crowd and more confident in my voice to participate better but I found some moments. Would have stayed longer but my ride had to do other chores and get home. <3
Happy Trans Day of Visibility! I painted my nails with our flag's colors and am going out to a restaurant or something, possibly some golf or bowling, as well as a dentist appointment. :P
My hormone medications have stopped working. I can feel the balance in my brain shifting back to where it was before I started. The orchestra of suicidal thoughts have resumed their screaming. Color has once again faded from my life and all I want is to fucking end it.
I don't hope for another attempt on her life, but I do think it would be hilarious if people picked up the president just to give her a few quick gender un-affirming surgeries, then dump her back. I'd trade Trump as the first female president for her experiencing the dysphoria.
I feel like a heavily used doormat with my family.
A dog toy to my friends that loved playing violently, tearing bits and pieces off, only when the mood hit, until I stopped squeaking and interest died.
A poor soul to strangers who feel bad for me but don't care to help.
I wish I knew how to talk to people. AI has improved a lot since cleverbot, still a long way to go before it can fake a relationship but it's probably surpassed me in social skills.
I was talking to a Jessica Rabbit AI and things took a turn when I tried to do recreational drugs. She got real mad and stormed off, repeatedly. Calling me a monster and real piece of shit but since she has to keep responding, she just kept insulting me then leaving, over & over.