Seriously… I’m just too tired to even think about… or worse even worry about it because worrying is all that I seem to be able to do… if I am being honest. Feels like I am just not gonna make it… ugh… (also my hips are making me so dysphoric)
Seriously… I’m just too tired to even think about… or worse even worry about it because worrying is all that I seem to be able to do… if I am being honest. Feels like I am just not gonna make it… ugh… (also my hips are making me so dysphoric)
But why should I be happy for being older. I only have 2 friends I could invite.
Idk… you deserve to celebrate your existence or something like that