On another note, I am sick to death of cis people telling trans women to “toughen up”.
We are tough. We have to be. That doesn’t mean it’s okay to hurt us. And whether or not I’m able to “roll with the punches”, that does not change the fact that it’s wrong to punch me.
Aaaaaaaaand now I’m sick. >_<
I know I’ve said it before, but staying hydrated while on spiro is one of the most annoying things about transition. >_< I drink literally gallons of water a day, and most of it just gets peed out, and UGH. I wouldn’t take this med at all if the alternative wasn’t worse.
I know this is nothing new to most of y’all, but I just needed to rant a bit.
Thanks for the help and encouragement, everyone! :D
Somebody please encourage me to eat today. I’m relapsing and I don’t want to get back into the spiral.
…I passed English 111.
Despite the fact that I failed twice before because it was an English teacher who raped me all those years ago.
Like, I know it’s kind of messed up to use “overcoming” language when referring to disability (which PTSD certainly is), but… you know what, I did overcome something, and I’m fucking proud of it.
Hear that, rapist fucker? You are not holding me back anymore. I’m stronger than you; I’m better than you; I’m sure as hell gonna have a better life than you did.
Yeah, I’ll still get triggered, but just knowing that I’m succeeding and there’s nothing that asshole can do about it makes me smile, and gives me strength.
I’m gonna make it. I am. :D
Still busy. Still exhausted.
Still love y’all bunches. ♥