refinement-unbound
8.15, 28th of february, i got an appointment with...
yikes, the sentiment from your tag sounds familiar. good luck!!
it’s such a horrid mess, and it hurts so much, and it’s been fucked up for the last fourteen? fifteen? years, and this is the first time ever that i’ve got the... self-confidence? self-worth? whatever to realise that i shouldn’t have to hurt like that.
like, everyone. every. single. person. at work was sympathetic and took me seriously even when i was joking and dismissive about it, and i just. that has never ever happened before? like, i am in pain and no one is dismissive or blaming me for it or saying i’m just imagining it or anything like that? so clearly this is not normal and thus something i am allowed to do something about?
it’s... i mean, my wrists don’t hurt less for it, but it’s about a billion times less stressful emotionally and mentally












