How do you deal with waking up each day with a body that you have so much hate towards and a physical appearance that you obsess over how vile it is. Having the only love of your life to be embarrassed and ashamed of you to the point of any little thing being a passive comment of how wrong you are. Knowing that this is not healthy but also knowing you’d rather die than to be alone and apart of them. This pain and stress continues to wear me down each day to the point there is no way out. I hate this life and so jealous of you who have your s&it together here. I am a horrible mistake.
The personal thoughts on the journey out of the closet and accepting myself as a proud transgender individual
