Sunrise, eyes creak open
Rusted at the seams from long nights
We cauterise and staple shut the wound
Hoping it will stem the reach from every room
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Sunrise, eyes creak open
Rusted at the seams from long nights
We cauterise and staple shut the wound
Hoping it will stem the reach from every room
i just love how dysphoria is so illogical
thought to myself "is smiling too feminine?" like yes bestie displaying emotion is too feminine you're definitely getting clocked by the barber
Born to have a hot heavy cock pulse and bob and drool between my thighs, forced to have this stupid pussy instead >:(
I'm finally getting closer to the me i'm supposed to be, but something still feels so so wrong. I feel this unrest which i don't know how to quench. A dysphoria of my very existence.
Learning today that dysphoria is intimately disruptive to my recording workflow. Sometimes there's a hill or a wall that just feels insurmountable.
My female voice feels so hollow and wrong. For no reason. I've been on vocal rest since yesterday afternoon. But its so painful. Just. A word here or there and I'm crushed by the weight of what seems such a stark challenge before me.
This voice dysphoria is shit if I’m going to be feeling like shit I should be coughing up blood as well
Ugggggghhh dysphoria is the worst
I was supposed to shower last night but the thought of having to perceive my body felt so INCREDIBLY NAUSEATING.
So I ended up procrastinating and was up past 3 am
I ended up grabbing a thing of baby wipes and used them to clean myself off and it was better but it still felt viscerally uncomfortable and disgusting
I'm glad I have A body (even if it doesnt always fit right), but sometimes I'd rather swim in a pit of Lava than pay attention to it
"There is this urge inside me, I need to get it out"
every time i look in a mirror, i feel like im having a panic attack
—Albert Camus
My dysphoria reads my posts in a girl voice wtf.thats str8 up evil dawg!
I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy I wish I was a boy
I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body I hate my body
Black taint, creeping, stagnant, rotting, aching. Pain made manifest, yet unseen. It craves release, yet I do nothing to mend it. I am stagnant, I am rotting, I am aching. A simple call would begin the healing, yet here I still stand, doing nothing to do so. Another rot plants my feet, binds my hands, and make the former fester for longer. I see others release from this rot, I'm pleased for them, but I envy them too. The start would be enough, yet I can't even do that.
I have never felt as if I belonged. I have always felt a complete stranger in this world in every aspect. I would always wish that I could simply fly away, or bury myself deep and slumber for centuries to come.
I knew something was off. Something was different. I wasn’t meant to be in this body. It’s all wrong. This was never meant to be me.
Feeling Claustrophobic in your own body<<<<<<<<<
Coping(going straight to bed, under the covers, distracting myself with my phone) with the horrors(body horror, ie having a body) right after every shower
I just have this oddly antagonistic relationship with my body that’s not healthy in the slightest. I just see it as a spiteful entity separate from myself that hurts me on purpose, even though I’m aware that’s logically impossible.