I feel like I'm drowning. My life isn't nearly as bad as some people, but it's suffocating. My mom and sister are constantly screaming. My dad is on edge and bound to join in any minute. My brother is angry and taking it out on everyone else, and frankly whines way too much for a nine year old. My nephew is shooting at me and throwing things and screaming obnoxiously, and he's probably the best part of the whole equation. My grades are dropping, and I only have a month left to bring them up for this year. I'm rapidly gaining weight, and that just makes me eat more because eating is the only thing I can do to make myself feel better. I'm in a pit of dysphoria that I can't dig myself out of, and my therapist doesn't help that much because I'm too scared to tell her about anything that's actually going on.
I want to die so badly, but I don't have the motivation to do it. Turns out I suck at existing, and at not existing.
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The Journal of a Young Trans Boy
De TodoI've seen lots of people with things like these, so I figured I would make one too. It seems to help sometimes. I'll include happy events too, though, so this won't just be me complaining about shiz. Just a way to get to know my every day life a bit...
