hurts so fucking bad that she hates me so much she didn’t pick it up when she was there. When I asked my mom why she didn’t my dad started being abusive. I’m out celebrating my dad’s birthday rn and I couldn’t stop the tears rolling down my face when I was eating. It hurts so bad
I asked my mom to pick up my testosterone because she was already trying to pick up my other medication at the pharmacy. She didn’t. She didn’t even tell me she wasn’t going to. I’m all out of testosterone. Ik I can’t just go pick it up tomorrow and do my shot a day late, but it
After 4 fucking months of job searching in this fuckass job market and doordashing in bumfuck nowhere (which = below minimum wage most the time) I finally have a job