monetpompo
god is dead and santa killed him
- Apr 21, 2025
- 809
i'll be having a christmas party for one of my friends that are moving away, and that's when i'll be saying goodbye to my main friend group (aka 3 people lol). we've drifted apart a lot this year because of only 1 of us having a license and me dropping out of college because of depression/no transportation. me struggling to get my license has only made me more depressed and lose more hope. i haven't been very fun to talk to and when i'm not repressing the way i feel i just end up blowing up on people or freaking out and isolating because i don't know how to handle my emotions or stabilize myself. i'm sick of people who think they know better than me telling me i can pull through and get my license/go to college/accept my identity in spite of my internalized transphobia/get a job. like, when am i allowed to stop caring? when can i say, "i don't really give a fuck, my life is on a downward spiral anyways"? it's easier to kill myself near the end of the year. it's near christmas, but my family doesn't celebrate, so it doesn't really matter. i haven't made anymore partial attempts because i figure i'll have to force myself to do full suspension even though i get super freaked out.
these past 2 weeks into december have kind of solidified how unhappy i feel on a day to day basis. even if i'm going to these parties with friends that invited me because they wanted to see me, it's like, i'm still really sad all of the time. i feel really jealous and miserable when i look at/think of heterosexual or cis people, and i realize that's kind of what's fucking me up so bad. it's all coming up now. no one sees me as the gender i see myself as and no one wants to call me the pronouns i want to use. my sister and my trans friends call me he/him but even then i just don't pass to most people because my face and voice are too feminine for them to disconnect it. and i get it, i would think that i'm a girl too. but the more i think about it, the more distressed i get. no one will want to date me besides trans people and there's no trans people that even live in my area, because i live in suburban nowheretown. everything good is in the city. acceptance is in the city. happiness can only be found away from my family, but it'll take me years to afford moving out. i've had no job for all of my life and my parents aren't well off enough to pay for my apartment.
i like that i'm coming to terms with everything because i've been so upset and stressed lately by all this christmas nonsense. it's like the ideal of being a heterosexual ("normal") person is being waved in my face with these dumb love songs. if i was cis, i could be straight, and then i could date straight guys without hating myself. but i'm not cis or straight. it's all wrong. i don't think trans people as a whole are wrong or bad, i just feel upset that no one around me is capable of seeing what i want to be. gay guys are transphobic and straight guys are chasers. i hate myself a lot and don't want to leave my house because i feel like no one is even capable of loving me. it doesn't matter if i was born cute looking, i just got groomed and then no one was attracted to me anymore when i became an adult because i'm too insecure. i wish i was a normal person. every day i wish i was a normal person and that i didn't want to tear myself apart for being my "mother's daughter". i can't help but misgender myself because i'm still closeted. i don't tell anyone because i feel like no one will even take me seriously. no one sees me as a man. i just wish i would give up on wanting to have an identity beyond the name my mom gave me and these chromosomes that gave me a high voice.
i pray to god i have the courage to kill myself soon. i can't keep waking up feeling so sad and angry. it's not a good life to live. there's no way out. i feel too sad and small. i wish i was a cis man. the thought is killing me. no one wants to date me when i'm some gross half-boy half-girl thing. i hate that i can't even find people willing to have sex with me anymore because i'm scared of attachment and i'm scared of being fetishized. i'm not sexy when my body parts are wrong.
these past 2 weeks into december have kind of solidified how unhappy i feel on a day to day basis. even if i'm going to these parties with friends that invited me because they wanted to see me, it's like, i'm still really sad all of the time. i feel really jealous and miserable when i look at/think of heterosexual or cis people, and i realize that's kind of what's fucking me up so bad. it's all coming up now. no one sees me as the gender i see myself as and no one wants to call me the pronouns i want to use. my sister and my trans friends call me he/him but even then i just don't pass to most people because my face and voice are too feminine for them to disconnect it. and i get it, i would think that i'm a girl too. but the more i think about it, the more distressed i get. no one will want to date me besides trans people and there's no trans people that even live in my area, because i live in suburban nowheretown. everything good is in the city. acceptance is in the city. happiness can only be found away from my family, but it'll take me years to afford moving out. i've had no job for all of my life and my parents aren't well off enough to pay for my apartment.
i like that i'm coming to terms with everything because i've been so upset and stressed lately by all this christmas nonsense. it's like the ideal of being a heterosexual ("normal") person is being waved in my face with these dumb love songs. if i was cis, i could be straight, and then i could date straight guys without hating myself. but i'm not cis or straight. it's all wrong. i don't think trans people as a whole are wrong or bad, i just feel upset that no one around me is capable of seeing what i want to be. gay guys are transphobic and straight guys are chasers. i hate myself a lot and don't want to leave my house because i feel like no one is even capable of loving me. it doesn't matter if i was born cute looking, i just got groomed and then no one was attracted to me anymore when i became an adult because i'm too insecure. i wish i was a normal person. every day i wish i was a normal person and that i didn't want to tear myself apart for being my "mother's daughter". i can't help but misgender myself because i'm still closeted. i don't tell anyone because i feel like no one will even take me seriously. no one sees me as a man. i just wish i would give up on wanting to have an identity beyond the name my mom gave me and these chromosomes that gave me a high voice.
i pray to god i have the courage to kill myself soon. i can't keep waking up feeling so sad and angry. it's not a good life to live. there's no way out. i feel too sad and small. i wish i was a cis man. the thought is killing me. no one wants to date me when i'm some gross half-boy half-girl thing. i hate that i can't even find people willing to have sex with me anymore because i'm scared of attachment and i'm scared of being fetishized. i'm not sexy when my body parts are wrong.