Okay I was debating if I'd post this or not because honestly I'm scared of people seeing it, that and I don't know how much of myself I want to put out there but I've reasoned with myself for the most part. The most people I've had see a post of mine is ten and of course none of them know me personally so I mean, I made this account so I could have an outlet so I don't see why I wouldn't use it.
I'll put a trigger warning here for gender dysphoria (specifically getting really deep into it), self termination, self harm, and stuff like that. For anyone who does see this if you go on my account you won't see much else like this because I really just bitch about whatever comes to mind so don't be too surprised at the difference between this post and all the others.
Okay so I'm not gonna lie things have been insanely hard for me, if you're trans you've almost certainly had or have the ability to say the same. Where I live I'm widely unaccepted so I can't exactly let many people know about my gender or anything. And most of those I trust I can tell don't say anything but they don't acknowledge it. Honestly I don't think they want to really understand me. It sucks but it's what I have to live with. Honestly I feel so alone because I'm the only one I know is experiencing this, I've nobody to talk to and I've nobody to relate to. Despite this they all know I don't like certain compliments and such and those closest to me don't use them but others still do knowing it hurts. Being told about how apparently you have the ideal shape for the gender they think you are and how "Oh you hate it but it's true!" And they think that's a nice thing to do. They don't know what it's like to get heavily nauseous each time you remember what body shape you have and they don't know what it's like to want to vomit your reproductive parts out of your mouth because of how disgusting it feels. It's like there's a bunch of tapeworms in my body taking up the shape of a reproductive system. I won't lie, I have an issue of hurting myself. I do it in more ways than just cutting. I bite, I scratch, I bludgeon, I strangle, and I'm not doing it currently but I have and most likely will continue to burn myself. Don't cry and tell me not to. I know, I'm working on it. It might not sound like it but I am. I'm just taking into account relapse and stuff. This will take me time, but I'm still trying nonetheless. But to get back on track, this is mostly to say that it's all fucking me up really badly. I wake up everyday wanting to die, thinking of how I'd do it, and how I'd get the stuff to do it. I have tried to do so before, more than once. I still want to die. But at the same time I think of you guys, you guys being my people, other trans people. Because I know even if I'm alone where I am I'm not alone in this whole world. I have dreams, I have family, I have things I want to do but have never even gotten a chance to do. I want to make music, I want to make games, and I want to fight for not just myself but for us. I don't want anyone to suffer this kind of pain. I don't know any of you personally, but there's so many of you out there. If there's anything wrong with you being trans isn't one of them. And I don't want any of you to think that it is. I want to die for myself, I want to do it as a favour for myself. But I want to live, I want to live for others like me. I want to get better, I'm not the type of person who just wants to wallow away in misery. So fuck, I hope I can get out of this okay. I don't care about making it out unscathed, I just hope to make it out okay.