i may mentally be doing the worst i have in a long time, but i wake up every day in a body that i am so happy with and that has to count for something
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small posts and threadsknowing i fucked up a relationship is the worst — nothing more i can to do repair that damage and trauma.
it’s been years and still i lay in bed thinking about how we’d be together, if not for my mistakes. how much i miss them still.
how i wasn’t ready then but i am now, when it’s too late.
coping with everything by exploring increasingly severe kinks
spreading the word about gender nullification surgery by letting anyone eat me out
transsexual lesbianism 👍🏻
i spend too much time alone and the only people that show interest in me want to fuck me and nothing else so my self-worth is thriving