Why do I have to be the fuck up child? I'm the kid that failed to be normal the most. I'm the kid that can't figure out how to be a person. I mean everybody else is doing so great making so much progress but I'm stuck. I'm stuck and always will be. I feel like an alien. Or like I'm in a glass box always divided from my peers. Like I didn't get the manual on how to be a human and everybody else did.
To say I'm pissed is an understatement. I've been complaining of pain for years and nobody gave a fuck enough to look into it, now I have one teeny tiny diagnosis and suddenly everybody cares. Nobody believed me and now whoopdie doo they do. I know a lot of my problems seem made up but none of them are. So I'm fucking pissed. "Oh leave them alone they might need surgery" "their ribs are messed up enough as it is don't do that" It's like suddenly my entire existence is Pectus Carinatum. (Look it up). I've had this shit from birth but nobody gave a fuck and for years I've been saying my sternum felt like it as trying to split away but nobody even considered helping me. Now I have a diagnosis and suddenly all they want to do is help me. Fuck my genetics.
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My Diary For Bored Ppl
RandomBc I feel like it, read into my innermost thoughts. Its like the title says, a public diary. See the life of a mentally ill trans kid in the rural south.
