puella
she/they
- Oct 5, 2023
- 320
The only thing that motivates me is the hope that one day I will be able to feel comfortable in my body. I have goals, but all I can do about most of them is wait patiently for the healthcare system. Even if I could get in for the big surgeries faster, HRT still just takes years of time to fully work. I'm powerless.
So why should I leave my room? No normal coping tasks help me with depression, because for me depression is only a symptom of my gender dysphoria. Going outside in the sun, talking to people, or doing enjoyable activities. None of that makes me feel better; they don't even address my problem. So it would be pointless to continue trying.
When you boil my goals down to what the essentials of what the actionable tasks are, this is really all it is: I need to take my HRT and meds each day, schedule and wait for important doctors visits, maintain my physical health and stay safe from SH.
I feel more stressed about my goals than positive right now. All I can do is survive while I wait for progress.
And when it is all said and done, the only thing I can do is hope it makes my dysphoria manageable. Maybe this is all in vain and I've been doomed since I had the wrong puberty. That's what I think is most likely—even when I try to look at the logic optimistically. Maybe I should just give up on my goals and CTB now.
So why should I leave my room? No normal coping tasks help me with depression, because for me depression is only a symptom of my gender dysphoria. Going outside in the sun, talking to people, or doing enjoyable activities. None of that makes me feel better; they don't even address my problem. So it would be pointless to continue trying.
When you boil my goals down to what the essentials of what the actionable tasks are, this is really all it is: I need to take my HRT and meds each day, schedule and wait for important doctors visits, maintain my physical health and stay safe from SH.
I feel more stressed about my goals than positive right now. All I can do is survive while I wait for progress.
And when it is all said and done, the only thing I can do is hope it makes my dysphoria manageable. Maybe this is all in vain and I've been doomed since I had the wrong puberty. That's what I think is most likely—even when I try to look at the logic optimistically. Maybe I should just give up on my goals and CTB now.