And Then
And then there are those times when you're attacked by body dysphoria so severe you want to peel your skin off, and it lasts two days and counting, and you feel like you're not making any progress, you're just fooling yourself, and everyone in the world helpfully reinforces that by mis-pronouning you, and you're becoming way too dependent on your boyfriend and clinging to him like an untrained monkey and neglecting other aspects of your life and he's probably going to get sick of you anyway, and you'd kind of like a shot of Wild Turkey even though it's barely past noon and you haven't had lunch yet.