phq 9 test for clinical depression
as you can see im below the max so im mentally healthy
although i am on antidepressants so maybe its bad that its still this high… nahh
phq 9 test for clinical depression
as you can see im below the max so im mentally healthy
although i am on antidepressants so maybe its bad that its still this high… nahh
I have ROGD. I didn’t have dysphoria that I can remember of(other than not liking body hair which I do remember) before knowing about trans people. Having an unstable identity with BPD and finding out about femboys made me cling towards that identity. From pseudodysphoria it developed into actual dysphoria. With more social contagion and after going on 4tran4 and getting brainworms, this is how I’m here. Suffering daily, my BPD is back in the form of dysphoria. Just like it used to be.
See my post history for more background, I was feeling pain while writing them, not happiness so I tried to show myself in a valid way.
Honestly, I’m scared that I’ll end up becoming a detranser, and that I fell in the wrong rabbithole. Well DIY will arrive in a week either way.
this is stupid just get your e and take it
I won’t lose my hope that I can stop feeling this way. I don’t want to hurt others, I don’t want to hurt my family. But I cannot rep either.
First time in my life I’m doomed to lose that greatly. Life changing decisions are being made.
I wish I suffered as much as others do, I wish I knew as early as others did. At least I’d known that I’m not imagining this, that I was born this way, not that my brain fucked up biochemically during my life.
All of my life is confusion. I don’t know what I want to study at uni. I don’t know if things are as they seem to be. I cannot explain myself to myself. I do not have enough data. Data insufficient, all of this due to my shit memory. If I could remember actually something I’d have already reached a conclusion. But no, my brain thinks that it is better to reach 1000x of conclusions every day.
Honestly I’m soo malebrained for writing like this… Or schizo.
Either way, in a week I’m about to do the best or the worst mistake of my life.