i’m going to fucking end it.
we even spent an entire 20 minutes of me fruitlessly trying to explain the horror of dysphoria to her and she just couldn’t fucking grasp it.
i just said “ma’am, thank you” and held back the tears until the call ended. i don’t voice pass, i don’t soul pass
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