"Rape is the only crime in which the victim becomes the accused."
Explaining to my personal doctor why I need a clinical psychologist was harder than I thought. I hate telling the reasons why - let me just go.
Edit: I’m visiting a clinical psychologist and my doctor let me know I can always come to her to talk.
#this is so me it hurts
[Image description: Text on agender flag, reads “Sometimes I think I’m agender. I hate chosing ‘male’ or ‘female’ options. I’d rather use ‘they/them’ or ‘xe/xir’ pronouns. I don’t feel any tie to my assigned physical sex. But I also have severe mental health problems which cause ‘identity disturbance’ and emptiness. How can I ever be sure of who I am?”]
#I'm doing fine for now
#I also have great friends who support me
#and a wonderful boyfriend
Take art supplies; check (I couldn’t take my blank canvas though).
Take food: check (although I couldn’t take much really, since my parents didn’t buy anything before leaving to the seaside and my brother isn’t resupplying).
Take flowering supplies and other planty stuff: check (I still need to take the dried lavender).
Take any money lying around the house: check (I successfuly collected 12 cents!)
Take clothes: check.
Take memorials: check.
This feels very much like stealing from my own house … Well! I didn’t take anything useful for them or anything that’s been in use for years. Not to mention most of the stuff I took are mine anyway … Also, they’re lucky I’m not charging them for not paying me life support since I’m still a student and I have all the rights for it until I leave school. I will sue them eventually, if things get bad though …
Urgh, my parents are off to the seaside, and I took a day off of work, to go to my birth town to visit my friends and brother and cat. But honestly, I imagined it all being a bit prettier than it actually is. I also have a terrible headache just sitting in my room and an uneasy feeling. I just want to go back to my place, as soon as possible …