sorry for dropping off the face of the earth and not getting back to anyone i am incredibly drained and beset by misfortune and struggling like across the board
it's a real shame that all the psychiatry clinics that take the county medicaid plan i'm forced to use are incompetent uneducated grifters or transphobes if not both because i can't think of a single problem i'm having right now that wouldn't be fixed by a stimulant prescription.
anyone want to come squeeze me as hard as you can to wring the profound feelings of emptiness and sorrow out of me like a wet towel. please
wait so i *stopped* taking progesterone a week ago and now i'm hornier than i've been in months?? like just straightup butterflies-in-my-stomach in heat???
when people talk about moral OCD they usually describe it as worrying about whether you yourself are a bad person.
question: is it still moral OCD if you are not especially worried that you are bad, but instead dread *other people* falsely/unfairly *believing* that you are bad?
oomf dragging me behind cover and keeping eye contact with me as i bleed out in her arms would fix me








