Okay I seriously don't know what I'm going to do and how I'm gonna make it through this, I just can't...
This Tuesday is the one year anniversary of the day I first realized I was trans. And for the past two months things have finally been moving forward, I was looking forward to starting HRT as soon as possible, I want and need to so badly I can't even put it into words that will do the feeling justice.
But now Trumps president, and his VP is the literal devil Mike Pence. And there was all those promises they gave to repeal gay marriage, to make it legal to discriminate against the trans community, and my parent's are scared for me, cause if all this happens they don't know what would happen to me, I could be killed by some nut job they said. And that I should just hold off until things get better.
But I CAN'T.
Almost every single night for I don't know how long, I see how late it is, and get this excruciating stab of guilt and depression because I feel I completely wasted the day. Even the days I do get things done, go out with my family on Sundays, things like that. Those days are few, but even on the most jam packed day, I still feel as though I completely wasted the day because I didn't enjoy a single moment of it. I never find enjoyment in anything, not really, not true enjoyment, just a blip that goes away as quick as it came.
And now, now I face the prospect of spending every day of the next five years, at the least, it could be more depending on how long the next president takes to fix everything, if they even do, feeling as though I wasted every last one of them.
And I can't, I just can't go through that. The way I feel now, the idea of living this way another five or more years, I just won't be able to survive that, I know I won't.
But I don't know what to do, I can't talk about this with my family because they just don't understand. They can never understand no matter how hard I may try to explain it to them.
My sister is cis and straight, and she acts like I won't have it any worse then her under his presidency. That she'll have it just as bad and I'm just over exaggerating. But I will have it worse, and she just doesn't get that. She doesn't have to worry about being discriminated against, but she just won't listen. She won't accept it.
They act and believe like I can easily put this off, that I make just go okay I'll wait a few years, no problem. Like they could just get me on different anti depressants to help me make it through the day fine.
But I can't just go okay and wait, the thought is unbearable. I look at my reflection and it physically hurts me looking at myself with the knowledge that I may be stuck that way, the way I hate more then anything, for years more..
I see a therapist, they say continue going, hold off on anything else but still see her. But just like everything else that won't help.
I cannot stay this way for five more years, but I don't know what else I can do as they just won't ever understand how this feels...
I am just so scared and so hopeless and just.. I can't stay this way..