I had one of the worst periods on record this cycle. Not even by level of pain, not that it wasn’t horrible in that regard as well, but this was the first time I’ve been so fully depressed by the physical fact. I felt so empty, so truly and completely empty in the physically female sense. My body, mind and being mourned the fact that I wasn’t ( Read more... )

It’s funny how the lies of others make me doubt myself.

Maybe I’m not so much disjointed as disenchanted - I was lied to. So obviously I’m going to feel out of place. No wonder I’m left questioning all the time, all the things that came so naturally before. And the lies prove that the other person has a problem, a damage, not me. (Of course, I’m ( Read more... )