Thursday

With a strong wind my disgusting hairline shows and I'm ready to die.
Psychotherapy session. Sadness again. Even though I identify as nonbinary my psychotherapist gets weird that I don't use fem pronouns. Also she suggested starting psychotherapy to work on my anxiety/obsessions. Even though it makes sense but it feels like I would be stopping working on my gender. I just feel so sad. I feel like crashing, crying and dying. But trying to hold.