Trans Tommy- Why am I like this

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TRIGGERS:
SH
Overbinding
Suicidal thoughts
T-slur (sensored)

DISCLAIMER: I am trans.

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I shut the door to my room and wlaked over to my bed. I changed into some sweatpants and an oversized hoode, thogh i didnt take my binder off. 

I just sat in bed for a few minutes before grabbing my earbuds. i turned on a playlist of sad and self-harm realted songs. 

After a few minutes of thatm i went over to my desk, grabbing a little pencil sharpener. I took off the little screw in the middle and grabbed out the blade indeide. 

I wlaked back over to my bed and removed my hodie, leaving me in a binder and sweatpants. I looked at my arms. Omly faded scars. 

I brought the blde to my arm, Sharpener by cavetown began playing.

I sang a long in my head, but didnt dare say anything outloud.

I let the meatal swipe across my arm, feeling my skin tear open. Flecks of crimson burst from the slit in my pale skin. I did it over and over, loosing count at around ten. This went on and on until my forearms was only visible in light streaks.

You say why am i like this
You mean why am i stupid
Cause you know your not trying to fix it

You say why am i like this
You mean why am i selfish
Cause you know honey you cant help it

 I had been so caught up in it, that when i looked around at my sheets, they were covered in blood. 

"Shit." I whispered i got up, feeling slightly lightheaded from the combonation of wearing my binder for three days already and from the blood loss. 

I did one more swipe for good measure, then walked to the bathroom. I stumbled into the small room and turned on the light. I leaned on the counter, seeing myself in the mirror. My face was so feminine. I saw my arms and the jagged uneven red lines across them. (Im using this in my other story too i think sue me bitch). I let out a small cry as idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish came on. 

When the chourus came, i whispered the words though my tears.

Tell the mirror what you know shes heard before,

Idontwannabeyou

anymore.

I heard my phone vibrate. When i checked, i had two notifiations. A twitch one saying "Wilbur Soot is Live: Random stuff stream". The other one was a discord DM form will.

WilburSoot: Hey big mann wanna join my streamm?

TommyInnit: Uh I dont know...

WilburSoot: Come on tommyyyy plzzzzzzz

TommyInnit: Ugh- Fine

WilburSoot: Yayyy! Ill call you:).


"Whats up tommyyyyy!" I heard the brunette speaking enthusiasticly through the mic. I was now on my PC, so i was squinting slightly though the light. 

"Hey WIll." I repied 

"Uh you good man?"

"Yep. Peachy." I added a bit of pep into my voice, making me sound like the enthusiastic person i said i was.  

"Oh alright. DO you wanna do a media share streamm?" 

"Oh uh sure!" 

Once we got that all set up, we were answering questions from chat and watching medea shares for a while, witch rned into a try not to laugh in when you laughed you had to put an ice cube down your shirt. It was getting by binder wet, but it wasnt bad so i just kept it on. 

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