Hello all. I haven't been on this site in a while, but I'm here now and need to talk. Because this week sucked, even more than usual. Monday was Memorial Day. Not much happened, but I was incredibly dysphoric, and there's nothing I can do about that. Tuesday I went to school. I had people calling me transphobic things behind my back, but I don't blame them or even care too much about that, they are just ignorant. Then, a girl in my grade level started getting all touchy, which included poking at my chest. She felt something and realized that I am "really a girl" (her words). Of course her only solution to this was to start hitting me in the chest more and then in the crotch and grab my ass. But I'm weak and I let it happen, I don't really blame her. Then, during a field trip, I had some kid tell me that he thought I was a girl because "my voice hadn't reached puberty", as well as another one argue with me over whether I was a boy or girl. As I have said, I don't blame these people, but it sucks and causes terrible dysphoria. Wednesday was the last day of school. I hate it when school ends because I always end up in a very bad place during the summer due to lack of social interaction and distractions. Also, I had a teacher, who I have looked up to the entire year, tell me that I need to act more normal. I agree with him though, because he was talking about I have 2 friends and am incapable of talking to nearly anyone else. I don't know why that is, but no matter what I try, I can't do anything about that. Thursday was supposed to be good. My mom said that she would finally get me new clothes. I've needed new clothes for months, and have been telling her for months, and we have had the money to get me new clothes for months. Obviously I'm annoyed that it took this long to get new clothes, when that is a literal need, but whatever. Anyways, I didn't get new clothes. I wanted something somewhat mature and I'm too small to fit in men's shirts, and all of the mature boy's shirts cost too much (by that I mean $7, which she was not willing to spend). Also, she wasn't willing to spend the money on the men's jeans, and since I can't wear boy's jeans, I left with no new clothes at all. And honestly this is the worst part of the week, just because I am upset at myself over being upset in the first place. Friday , my sisters left with my dad for a month (my parents are split up), reminding me that I haven't seen my dad in nearly 3 years because of a stupid argument and his stubbornness. And I miss my dad, but I can't say that because my mom hates him and there's nobody else to say it to. I just want to feel better, I want to have a happy and normal life. I'm exhausted and I don't think this summer is going to get any better.