So, I don't even know if anyone will ever see this post and pay attention to it, but I am currently almost a week without my antidepressants and I have started to go down the rabbit hole of thinking I'll never be able to get top surgery or any kind of surgery... I am barely able to buy the testosterone without going to doctors appointment, I don't even know if doing that will unalive me but I rather die trying to be who I want than live miserable...
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Daisy: Not to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety.
Ah yes, the 3 genders. Male, female, and “what the fuck are you, a cop?”
Wednesday: I have the sharpest memory here- name one time I forgot something!
Enid: You left me, Yoko and Bianca in a Walmart parking lot at 2am two days ago.
Wednesday: I did that on purpose. Try again.
Wednesday: I’ve decided to take your advice about dealing with my enemies and kill them with kindness.
Enid: That’s really great, Willa. I’m so proud of you.
Wednesday: Apologies. I feel I wasn’t clear.
Wednesday, pulling out a massive hunting knife: Kindness is the name I gave my knife.
When is a monster not a monster?
(Oh, when you love it.)