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KatalinaKrimson
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- Jun 24, 2026
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* Worrying about gross/transphobic things that police or morgue folks may say about your body. Transphobia at funerals, etc.
* Worrying about adding to stereotypes and statistics.
* Worrying about not being their to support your community anymore.
* For me in particular: worrying that my family will think "huh, I thought transitioning cured their lifelong depression. I guess transitioning doesn't work for improving mental health after all...."
Can anybody else relate?
I guess the cure for all of this thinking is to constantly remind yourself that nothing else exists. People's reactions to your death don't really exist. As soon as you die, nothing else matters or even really happens. The universe stops existing. In fact, if it's not physically in front of your eyes right now, it already doesn't exist. Especially if you're physically right there ready to die, but the only thing standing in your way is Survival Instinct. If your transphobic mom isn't right there in front of you, and you're potentially seconds away from killing yourself, then she's like a tree falling in the forest: she doesn't exist and will never exist again.
* Worrying about adding to stereotypes and statistics.
* Worrying about not being their to support your community anymore.
* For me in particular: worrying that my family will think "huh, I thought transitioning cured their lifelong depression. I guess transitioning doesn't work for improving mental health after all...."
Can anybody else relate?
I guess the cure for all of this thinking is to constantly remind yourself that nothing else exists. People's reactions to your death don't really exist. As soon as you die, nothing else matters or even really happens. The universe stops existing. In fact, if it's not physically in front of your eyes right now, it already doesn't exist. Especially if you're physically right there ready to die, but the only thing standing in your way is Survival Instinct. If your transphobic mom isn't right there in front of you, and you're potentially seconds away from killing yourself, then she's like a tree falling in the forest: she doesn't exist and will never exist again.
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