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me: *wakes up feeling refreshed for the first time in a long time*
my gender-dysphoric brain 20 minutes later: YO. What if today, we didn't function normally and have 0 confidence in how we look and what we do??
me: .....I mean..I guess I can try that again today. It's worked so well in the past, right?
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Is it possible to be too happy from the Tom & Jerry memes? Like, I love those old cartoons. It's what I watched as a kid. But... am I too happy from the meme where Tom is making a suspicious phone call?
Life Update:
I have a new partner (yay!). They are super sweet, nerdy and awesome! She makes me really happy ☺ gaahhhhh
I wanted to be a functioning-responsible adult for one. So I promised myself that I would go to bed early.
The kid in me broke that promise. That is why I'm posting this at 4:45AM.
Has anyone ever been so stressed that you're afraid to fall asleep? Like, that's all you want. Blissful sleep. But you're just don't want to go to bed.
I think it's because I know when I wake up, nothing has changed. No new solutions. Same issues just carried over to a new day.
I don't want to sleep because...I don't feel I've earned that right until I've solved these problems. Sleep to me, feels like a luxury I can't afford right now.
I'm afraid I'll wake up and all my problems are worse.
I apologize to you dear reader. This my second night in a row pulling this crap on myself. Stay tuned, as my mind continues to unravel!
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Damn, it has been awhile since I have done an e-diary entry here (that’s it, that’s what I’m calling these rants that consist of my feelings and random crashes in my train of thought).  I’ve been back home for close to a month now and the weird thing is, I miss being back at school.  Or more like, I miss being on my own I guess.  I am trying to hang out with people that I graduated from high school with. Some of them are amazing people and I don’t know why I ever stopped talking to them.  Others make me remember why I cut all ties with people from high school in the first place, put my mind into a downward spiral filled with rage and sadness, and force me to turn to Tumblr to vent my frustration.
I am still trying to find a group of people who I know I can call my friends.  Isn’t that fucked up??? 21 years of age and I still can’t tell who my true friends are at a time when I need them most.  But no matter what, I’ll keep looking.  Partially because I am stubborn as fuck, but mainly because I can’t keep going at this alone.  Hopefully I can find that group of friends that actively wants to hang out with me and vice-versa. Â
the end....for now???
I finished my last final mid day yesterday. I spent the rest of the day moving out of my dorm room back to my home. Most people would be happy that the school year is over. But I don't feel happy at all. I feel just as, if not more, sad than I did when I was at university. I don't feel as though a weight has been lifted from shoulders, the weight is still there but it has translated into something else. Something I am not aware of. The moral of this story is that depression and dealing with it is not fun or cute. No matter how happy you are, a random thought can make your smile fade in the blink of an eye and your mind become flooded with thoughts that are none too pleasant. It's torture.
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I don't tell her about the things in my mind. I don't want her to think poorly of me and I don't want to lose her. I feel like anytime I bring up what's wrong with me I'm being a nag and a nuisance. So I bury it as best I can in my mind. I lock away all of what I am really thinking and feeling.
