I'm starting to feel like there was no point coming out in the first place.
My mom still calls me my full name. Still calls me "girlie". Still assumes that I'm going to want to go out and do things with people that are just going to scream "HIYA STEVE'S DAUGHTER NICOOOOOOLE HOW ARE YOU NICOOOOOOLE ARE YOU PREGNANT YET WHY ARENT YOU IN A DRESS NICOOOOOLE"
I can't take this. I can't take this at all.
I've thought about killing myself since my goddamn birthday this past Wednesday, when my autistic cousin decided to call and scream "Happy Birthday NICOLE" about fifty times in my ear. Leaving me trying to make up excuses why I'm crying when my aunt gets back on the line.
I can't even come ou t to my dad, I don't have the balls. I can't tell my mom to stop because she gets insanely guilty, and I can't fix anything because I don't have the goddamn money or even a car. I'm losing it. I'm losing it bad right now, and I just want to go to sleep and never wake up at this point.