im gonna start shooting myself in the face in front of people who tell me where the ladies room is when i ask them where the bathroom is

Wowwwww im 27 now which means it’s the 9 year anniversary of my first referral to the gender clinic ❤️ and they still haven’t given me hormones and actually just made the process even longer by booking me another useless appointment with a fucking social worker

Forgot my keys in another city, forgot my meds in another city, forgot my luggage in the train (now i have to retrieve it from another city yet again, from a scam company that breaks the law on the regular by asking people insane amounts of money to retrieve their items & allegedly they have gone through ppl’s backpacks before and stolen stuff), forgot my phone at home and came back to get it and then forgot it home again, slept through my alarms on a work day, forgot to do an application on time which resulted in me not having money for a couple days, and now i broke my partner’s plate and wasted a plate full of food. All in ONE week! I am amazing

scared that one day im gonna rage shave my hair during a meltdown