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I wrote out very elaborate prompt ideas to catch up on Whumptober, set the paper under my laptop while it was charging, and just came back to find that the heat from my laptop erASED THE BULK OF THE PROMPTS???
Note to self: when you stop crying, throw out all your erasable pens
What If Stigma Never Existed?
What If Stigma Did Not Exist – Who Would Still Be Alive? Who Would be becoming? I live with severe anxiety. My depression does not knock anymore—it barges in and makes itself at home. And my PTSD? It is off the chain. Not figuratively. Not dramatically. Literally. Some days, I flinch at invisible triggers. Some nights, I do not sleep at all. I have had entire weeks where the weight of simply…
Hi everyone! So, for the past few years, I've strived to be a Whumptober completionist. This year, work (and Baldur's Gate 3) made me fall a little behind on prepping for the month, and I'll be attending New York Comic Con for the first time, so I'll be away for a bit! I'm trying to get things prewritten before I leave, but please forgive me if the prompts are short or if I miss a few days (I'll make them up when I'm back)!
I won't be cosplaying at NYCC, but if any of you are going and cosplaying, I'd love to hear all about who you're going as!
I'm two months on T. I'm passing more and my voice is deeper, but I still feel incomplete. I take weekly measurements, but the numbers don't change really even though my body looks and feels different. I don't know what's up with that. At thia point, I think I'm need to focus on my mental transition. My body is changing, slowly, but still I can tell it's happening. My head is another thing. I'm constantly worrying about fitting in with "the guys" and changing ways I forced myself to take on to fit in with "the girls". So I'm gonna take some time to get my mind caught up with my body. Hopefully when the semester starts, I'll be in the place I hope to be in. Fingers crossed.
Spent half the summer assessing personal faults Will spend the other half building and growing and finding peace
I don't have a place anywhere
It's hard to take pictures when you hste the way you look
Masculinity so toxic you can’t walk through a door another man holds open
