“Fuck gaming who has time for that shit.”
Spends at least three hours straight on TikTok and not even being interested or entertained.
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“Fuck gaming who has time for that shit.”
Spends at least three hours straight on TikTok and not even being interested or entertained.
"I don't have time to catch up One Piece"
Spends all of the time from waking up to leaving the house for work looking at skincare and makeup stuff
Tbf, I'm just getting started on this stuff and it's a bit overwhelming.
in a slump recently. zero spoons. send spoons. feels like the seasonal depression is just a binary switch that got flicked when the weather started to turn lol. i am chronically depressed but it will kick my ass worse during the winter. gonna try do some journalling or something mindful. love all my trans comrades
Went to a show last night that a bunch of people I know were working/performing in. Tons of compliments on the dress and there was a costume contest at the intermission. I fumbled the explanation of my costume but got to do a little runway walk and twirl, pull my skirt up, and flash my ass. Got a booty-specific compliment after that. Overall, highly recommend putting on your best shit and serving at the local weird performance space.
Me when I feel less anxious/more certain about HRT when people treat it positively instead of like I'm poisoning myself
Starting as soon as the pharmacy ships to me. Feel a little bad not telling my mom about it but if she wanted to be in the loop maybe she shouldn't have reacted so drastically¯\(°_o)/¯ plus my family doesn't tell me things all the time so not like they're some shining example
I find myself trying to theory craft gay little posts to farm gay little comments to my posts but I have run dry
you can have a comment if you want, you don't gotta play a freaking mind game...
Hehehehe
Looking through my journal, as I do whenever the date is somewhat significant. Went back to June/July era, and I was so cute and hopeful . I was excited to get on HRT because it would make me look pretty (my words, not mine), and I screamed (wrote in all caps) that my breasts were going to grow (again, my words, not mine). These two phrases essentially lined a whole page of my composition notebook of a journal, I was so hyped! Well, look at me now, making progress
I'm still hopeful for the future, very much so, but I've lived like this for a few months now. It feels like an amazing new normal. There's just something about it being new, though. The extreme levels of enthusiasm, excitement, and hope I recorded, while at the same time wondering what's on the other side, not knowing what's to come. It's better now, but it's amazing to look back on how I was a few months ago.
TL;DR, start keeping a journal if you don't already. It can serve many purposes, and it allows for looking back at the good things, and venting about the bad things. I never thought I would be able to journal, and that I wasn't much of a journalist, but I started, made it a thing I did every day, and I've only missed two days in my approx. 175 days of journaling.
I tried again today. Helped me gather my thoughts in a manner I haven't in a while.
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AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN
I'm really proud of myself for wearing a skirt in public all day yesterday, I felt quite cute. it probably helped that my partner was there, but tbh I realized I could have done it without her too
with how much I struggle to feel qualified for feminity with my body the way it currently is, this was a really good step. it'll definitely make the wait till surgery easier if I feel a bit better too :p
I've developed a habit over the last month or so of getting nauseaus before I take and while taking my meds orally. Unsure why, but its frustrating given the amount I need to take in the morning
Good Night Mega :niko-yawn:
"I post better when I'm tired" still being a fact of life for me. Maybe I was meant to be sleep-deprived and without energy...