WorthlessTrash
Worthless
- Apr 19, 2022
- 2,407
Please make sure to read the entire post, and understand that I am aware of all of my "options" and have dismissed them for my own reasons, and won't reconsider before even trying to offer me a slither of hope! CTB is on my mind and I am locked on it. SN in hand, suicide note written out and my bank account empty. Guilt aside, I have no more ties to staying alive!
For the sake of my family and not ruining the holidays, I was going to try to hold out until the end of the year, but I cannot stand handle this much more. I nearly had an anxiety attack just ruminating about the life that I COULD have had, but cannot since I got the short end of the stick at birth... Actually, that's the whole fucking problem! Life GAVE me a stick at birth.... I cannot handle this dysphoria. It really fucking sucks. And the fact that the only treatment that is available in which it "could" get me remotely close to being what I want to be is transitioning, and even the results of that is dubious at best, and there are several reasons why I won't even consider it.
I have literally ZERO interest in doing things. A few years ago, despite my increasing self hate, I was working on losing weight all the while relatively succeeding at being competitive in one of my hobbies. The purpose of losing weight was to attract a relationship, which never panned out, but wasn't the reason I eventually gave up. When my dysphoria festered in May of 2021, I just gave up on it, and I gradually lost interest in my hobby, even to the point where I skipped out on the 2022 National championship for it (an event where I worked so hard to qualify for). Part of the reason why I can't even feel motivated to play anymore is because attractive women DO take part in my hobby as well. I am just reminded of what could have been if I was born the correct sex...but atlas I was not.
There is no point in losing weight, or even living anymore. I don't desire sex/romance, and I have no motivation to even play my hobby. I don't even want to exist where the sexuality of women is thrown in my face via TV, social media, and even women just having body positivity. I can't have body positivity because I am physically revolted being male. I don't blame them for flaunting their sexuality because I would do the same if I was them. I would be proud of how I looked, too. I am just incredibly bitter and resentful because I cannot play the same "game" as them. Can't even enjoy my favorite genre of music because it triggers me as well. This is not a life worth living.
Back in 2014, I had a relationship that briefly mitigated the dysphoria, BUT I broke it off with her because of some stupid reason. However, it was for the best. I have no doubt that even if it lasted for years after, it would have had to end. I would have eventually became very jealous and resentful towards her, and I am glad I won't be able to be in a position where I have to. My dysphoria and envy consumes me, and death is my only respite from it.
I am just a 400 lbs dysphoric male DyCel that can only ruminate about what could have been, and that simply is NOT good enough. I missed the ability to grow up female start to finish, to enter womanhood, to have pretty privilage, to be able to look in the mirror and be proud of my appearance. Instead, I am stuck in a meat prison full of testosterone.
I know it may come off as insensitive from me, but I am envious of the attractive AFABs, even ones that CTB or are depressed. If not for their mental illness, trauma and other unfortunate circumstances, they'd be very fortunate to have won the genetic and biological lottery. I want their privilage of having an appearance worth caring about, an appearance that's so customizable and beautiful, and the privilage of not having to be sickened by my body... On top of being grossed out by the male body, being male is just so fucking boring to me. I know some people will disagree with what I said about being an attractive woman, BUT it's honestly how I feel.
Things are so hopeless and living in this body is so pointless, they can't get better, and there's just no point in sticking around to cope. I really want to CTB tonight and I hope by some miracle I pass away, BUT it might not happen. All I know is I need out ASAP!!
Thanks for reading this useless rant. Like it, hate it, agree with me, disagree with me, it no longer matters. I hopefully won't be here much longer to burden anyone...
For the sake of my family and not ruining the holidays, I was going to try to hold out until the end of the year, but I cannot stand handle this much more. I nearly had an anxiety attack just ruminating about the life that I COULD have had, but cannot since I got the short end of the stick at birth... Actually, that's the whole fucking problem! Life GAVE me a stick at birth.... I cannot handle this dysphoria. It really fucking sucks. And the fact that the only treatment that is available in which it "could" get me remotely close to being what I want to be is transitioning, and even the results of that is dubious at best, and there are several reasons why I won't even consider it.
I have literally ZERO interest in doing things. A few years ago, despite my increasing self hate, I was working on losing weight all the while relatively succeeding at being competitive in one of my hobbies. The purpose of losing weight was to attract a relationship, which never panned out, but wasn't the reason I eventually gave up. When my dysphoria festered in May of 2021, I just gave up on it, and I gradually lost interest in my hobby, even to the point where I skipped out on the 2022 National championship for it (an event where I worked so hard to qualify for). Part of the reason why I can't even feel motivated to play anymore is because attractive women DO take part in my hobby as well. I am just reminded of what could have been if I was born the correct sex...but atlas I was not.
There is no point in losing weight, or even living anymore. I don't desire sex/romance, and I have no motivation to even play my hobby. I don't even want to exist where the sexuality of women is thrown in my face via TV, social media, and even women just having body positivity. I can't have body positivity because I am physically revolted being male. I don't blame them for flaunting their sexuality because I would do the same if I was them. I would be proud of how I looked, too. I am just incredibly bitter and resentful because I cannot play the same "game" as them. Can't even enjoy my favorite genre of music because it triggers me as well. This is not a life worth living.
Back in 2014, I had a relationship that briefly mitigated the dysphoria, BUT I broke it off with her because of some stupid reason. However, it was for the best. I have no doubt that even if it lasted for years after, it would have had to end. I would have eventually became very jealous and resentful towards her, and I am glad I won't be able to be in a position where I have to. My dysphoria and envy consumes me, and death is my only respite from it.
I am just a 400 lbs dysphoric male DyCel that can only ruminate about what could have been, and that simply is NOT good enough. I missed the ability to grow up female start to finish, to enter womanhood, to have pretty privilage, to be able to look in the mirror and be proud of my appearance. Instead, I am stuck in a meat prison full of testosterone.
I know it may come off as insensitive from me, but I am envious of the attractive AFABs, even ones that CTB or are depressed. If not for their mental illness, trauma and other unfortunate circumstances, they'd be very fortunate to have won the genetic and biological lottery. I want their privilage of having an appearance worth caring about, an appearance that's so customizable and beautiful, and the privilage of not having to be sickened by my body... On top of being grossed out by the male body, being male is just so fucking boring to me. I know some people will disagree with what I said about being an attractive woman, BUT it's honestly how I feel.
Things are so hopeless and living in this body is so pointless, they can't get better, and there's just no point in sticking around to cope. I really want to CTB tonight and I hope by some miracle I pass away, BUT it might not happen. All I know is I need out ASAP!!
Thanks for reading this useless rant. Like it, hate it, agree with me, disagree with me, it no longer matters. I hopefully won't be here much longer to burden anyone...