the first thing is in band one of the percussion people was playing the maracas while I was putting my trombone together so Iooked up to see who was doing it and it was bs and when I looked up he was looking in my direction and then he looked away.
oof.
uhhhhhhh
oh yeah in gym we had to play basketball and jesus christ my cramps are really bad so I asked if I could sit out because like I had black spots in my vision and she said no. So that's great.
we're watching the dvd thing bounce and hit the sides rn and one dude went "Is this what anxiety is like?" and I'm just kinda like, bud. stop.
YOU ARE READING
I'm trans and problematic
RandomThis is my second journal about being trans. Don't even both reading. I'll probably be dead in a week or two anyways. *trigger warning for the first few chapters*
