So I celebrated my 28th year of exiting the womb. This was celebrated with many deserts and a trip to Drusilla’s zoo. Which I can tell you now, it was amazing. We got to see so many animals and also feed some really cool birds, as well as hanging out with one of my closest friends and her girlfriend.
And then I stopped writing for 4 months. I started getting depressed again and not the usual , but full blown depression. Its been a struggle to honestly do the basic of human actions without struggling and its not getting much better. I thought I would post this because, honestly I’m not doing great. I hate being trans, the queer community has turned into nothing more that a pretentious circle filled with either self hating selfish queers or people that actually don’t care about the community and having depression has been bumming me out.
Sorry I haven’t posted in 5 months, but, this is all I can come up with right now.
