~Transgender discrimination in a world of growing hate can make survival really hard, especially with discrimination in housing and employment.
~Unemployment, and having to continue being something I'm not, in order to have a place to live and get a job doing something I don't want to do.
~Crippling student debt that won't be payed off until I'm 50.
~Lost nearly everything due to a previous relationship that ended in an absolute disaster.
~Continual worrying over food and shelter.
~Multiple childhood traumas, including near-death experiences and severe bullying.
~Major depression can at times make suicide look so very appealing, especially when ideation flares up.
~Previous suicide attempts and aborted attempts.
~Have lost the will/drive to really do anything anymore.
~Missed out on life and continue missing out on it by being something I'm not doing something I hate in order to stay alive. If I try to be me, homelessness and likely death will await me.
As far as why I still keep going, it's mainly just due to a few promises to like three loved ones, enjoying the simple things (food, water, breathing, nature-watching), strong survival instinct, and fear over how painful dying could be. I know my life is fucked and that I'd be better off dead, yet...yeah...I just keep going I guess. That said though...
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