I had a dream my mother finally agreed to let me get HRT. "6pm tomorrow," she said. I went to sleep in that dream so excitedly. Then I actually woke up. I spent at least ten minutes lying in bed and feeling the crushing disappointment.
It's interesting how any mention of that game at Anfield just ruins my entire day. Like it doesn't feel like I got smacked with a sledgehammer every time I hear about it. I still haven't forgiven our shitty coach for that one.
So my mom forgot to give me my Christmas card yesterday so she gave it to me today. It was a very Christian card dedicated for a daughter. My mother knows I'm trans and an atheist so I was a bit huffed out. So I decide to ask her if in the future she could get me cards not dedicated to a daughter (I didn't even mind the Christian aspect as much, as I know she'll never stop with those). Then things got awkward, very awkward. We don't speak about my gender identity much, but she did sign a couple of my gifts "To: Rob" so I was a bit up in spirits. But for some reason today she acted like it was the worst topic in the world. I almost feel guilty for bringing it up.
Is it bad I just want my relatives to leave so everything can go back into routine? I think I may have a problem. :/ I'm such a terrible person. :eusa_doh: I just want 2017 to start already. I'm sick of this.
Waiting for my brother and his girlfriend to come over so we can celebrate Christmas together. I haven't seen them for a couple weeks, so I'm looking forward to eating good food and playing board games with them!
Joking about suicide with a friend who doesn't know I'm joking ((((( ---------- Post added 27th Dec 2016 at 02:33 AM ---------- **NOT joking. Oops.
I hate this guy for making me feel like shit when he tells me he's straight. I don't even believe him.
Jumping off cliffs seems dangerous I do not advise that. How about a nice brunch, before urban exploring in structurally unsound buildings instead.