Lately I've been feeling...I don't know, a bit more emotional than usual? I guess I'm having ups and downs. But I'm not any hormones or anything. I don't want to write this in blog because, quite frankly, I'd rather not remember it if I don't have to. But at the same time, I need to vent a little.
Monday, I came to school and asked if my financial aid refund had come in. I was told that it was going to be 2500 this month, which was supposed to have come today, and 1700 next month. So I went today only to find out that I'm getting 100 dollars. I had plans for that money- which included starting treatment to remove my yucky facial hair that I can't seem to get rid of. I'm going to have to cancel that, as it turns out.
So for the immediate present, it's a setback. I've known I'm trans since about April or May and I haven't done a single thing about it. I'm starting to wonder if I ever will. I hate being broke, but the college doesn't seem very inclined to give out employment...at least to me.
Today, I missed class because I came back to my room after all this had happened and cried myself to sleep. I woke up about 3 hours later and got some supper. Now I've got a headache and if I dwell on it too much, all those feelings start rushing in again.
I feel like a pane of glass and this is completely new for me. For once, I'd just like to have someone give me a simple straight answer and not have to find out later that what they told me was false.
To top everything off, I also lost the key to my bike lock (it's chained to a parking sign on campus atm) and some DVD's I had intended to watch over the weekend. I'm not driven to suicide just yet, but if I have another disastrous day like this one, I really wonder.