The past few weeks I seem to be edging toward emotional wreck, mainly due to increasing dysphoria. Top it off today with an awful hair cut that makes the roundness of my face stand out like a spotlight, and it's not even what I asked for - the hairdresser managed to take an image with shaggy bangs and sides and convert it so a cut so short it doesn't even come close to touching my eyebrows, while everything else barely scrapes an inch long. *Fumes, bangs head against the wall*
Good news at least is that I'll be getting a binder in the mail (hopefully) soon enough, so at least the chesticles might be taken care of to some extent.