that is, i’m no longer so acutely suicidal that i have to abuse anti-psychotics to stay alive… now, i’m just passively suicidal, which is to be expected for any tranny doomed to eternal twinkhondom… anyway, i even managed to do some light voice training today; unfortunately, i’ve lost all my bookmarked resources, but at least i tried to do something with my voice. like, i’ve barely spoken at all the last week 😭

lowkey, i think cycling prog might have been what fucked me up so badly… or maybe i’m mentally ill? my psychologist doesn’t really seem to think so, buuuuuut he also doesn’t really seem to know me at all…