Trichologist day. A good part of my savings is gone. Pretty trichologist was triggering but I guess the most triggering were pretty and young girls outside. I caught myself being sad and thinking I will never be like them... in a way I was right but also I was ignoring a lot of stuff and I was sinking. Music and intense inner work sort of balanced everything but I'm still affected. This summer will be really hard. I guess my gender dysphoria is at it's highest compared to my past.
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