ClarificationSW What if I'm just meant to be miserable, like the attempt I'm making will never work because my brain itself, me, I'm the problem. After everything it's still just all my fault, I'm not cut out for life. I'm not meant to be okay despite wanting that so far do damn bad. I just can't do this over and over again. Not anymore.
I knew this would happen if I saw a doctor again. I can't trust them. I need to just do diy because then at least I can get progesterone, but I do not have the money for that. I am the proud owner of $4. I'm so fucked like it's just not even worth it
Be patient all I need to do is wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait
And then when I'm old and alone I can maybe finally feel something
Fuck that man I'm done in not doing this shit it's so tiring. I need to tear my skin off I hate this stupid fucking body I hate this shit it's disgusting and there's no point in taking care of it anymore I'm never going to have happiness like I don't know what I did to deserve this but fine you win I give up