I don’t really know how to put this into words, but I’m struggling a lot. When things get too heavy, I end up hurting myself, biting, hitting my head, choking, just to let out everything I can’t carry. I hate that I do it, but sometimes it feels like the only way to quiet my mind.
And my mom… she makes it worse. The constant transphobia, the way she talks to me, the way she refuses to see me, it all crushes me. Instead of having a mom who supports me, I have someone who tears me down for just existing as myself.
It’s exhausting. I feel like I’m at war with myself and at home at the same time. I just wish I could breathe without all this pain.
And I wish i had someone who would accept me just the way i am.