Nothing like one sentence to bring some of your fears to a harsh truth…
Crying in the bathroom, feeling completely useless, and thinking up ways to die. Tonight had so much potential to be good, where did it all go so wrong…Edit: and then he mutters ‘get away’ as I once again try to comfort and hold him. This is… One of the worst feelings ever…
It’s so, so, so hard to stop, once you’ve picked up your weapon of choice again….
Best feeling in the world, cutting yourself a few feet away from your boyfriend who doesn’t care.
here’s a few trans woman resources!
if anyone has anymore resources, feel free to reblog and add!