I’m extremely fucking scared right now. i had a nap earlier and there was a dream where my mom went into my room and found out (again) that I’m trans and was scolding me or whatever and i kept waking up and going back to sleep and thinking it was real, I went to sleep before that earlier thinking about what’s happening in the USA and stuff and being horrified of the thought of a genocide happening. I’m so tired of my family too, all their transphobia is so tiring, and school too. I have to say nothing every time I’m called by my deadname instead of Sally and not say anything when people call me “sir” or “mr” or “young man” because if I do I’m in danger because of how fucking stupid Texas is. Brother back in March tried to literally gaslight me into thinking I’m not trans, saying “it’s probably just an identity crisis” when I’ve identified as trans for 5 years now, he’s the type that thinks you’re “vulnerable” and can’t decide for yourself if you’re neurodivergent or something I think. I just want it to be 2027 or 2028 already so i can escape and be myself, why do I have to go through so much pain just to some day get to a point where I can hopefully be myself?

edit: i accidentally posted this suddenly and it scared tf out of me when i wasn’t ready hopefully this is ok to post here though idk I’m an extremely paranoid person about everything

oh my fucking god my school put up a photo of me in a cap and gown with me faking a smile cause my mom threatened me to do on the wall of the hallway AND THIS WAS WITHOUT MY CONSENT WHAT THE FUCK