Here we go again
I finally managed a shower yesterday. And I am wearing my TNMT Pjs. They are nice and comfy. I might go to the store tomorrow with them on if it isn’t too cold out. I wanted to go to the store but I could barely stay awake. I put the white noise machine on and it made me so sleepy. It took forever for me to get to sleep during the night though. My brain was going and didn’t want to shut up.
I didn’t go out today because I was too sleepy. There was no heat in the house because we are having problems with the boiler. Hopefully it is fixable. I have been wearing layers. It is ok in my room. Tomorrow it’s supposed to rain. I probably won’t go out. I really haven’t been out all week.
I’ve had a stomachache since I had something to eat. I had a turkey sandwich and some cookies. I also had a cup of coffee to try and warm up. It was cold in the kitchen so I made some sugar cookies. They didn’t come out right as I undercooked them. Oh well. I still ate them. Not a lot though as my stomach was hurting. I have been trying to drink water but it has been hard. I am getting close to finishing my bottle though. A little at a time.
I am very depressed that Congress passed a trans youth bill banning gender affirming care. Makes me so sick. Most surgeries do not happen to those under 18. It is ridiculous. I am so mad. And stupid anti-mental Health RFKjr is trying to take away counseling from them too. Asshole. Bunch of pedos sticking their business in children’s genitals.
My room smells like wet dry wall. I hate the smell. It’s because it is musty in my room. I am listening to Pearl Jam. I need to listen to it because I am so frustrated. Taylor doesn’t work when I am like this. I feel so invalid. I don’t know if the morons in Congress filed the bill that said there were only two sexes. I haven’t seen it. I will never be able to get my passport done if that does pass. I feel so stupid. I should have had this done a while ago but I didn’t have the damn money. Fuck. I feel like a non-citizen. In a country I was born in. I don’t think I can bring this up in therapy because Medicaid pays my copays. I hate my life right now. And no one understands. I am alone. Always alone.

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