Why Is Getting Better So Hard

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I destroy myself to make me feel better but in the end I always feel worse.

The goal is to look masculine enough that I can be a femboy without just looking like a girl.

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Everything hits you at night

“It’s okay to not be okay”

Unless it impacts your work performance…

Or your grades

Or how you act

Or if it causes you to say no

Or if you’re harder to be around

Or if you need time alone

Or if you talk about it

Or show symptoms

“It’s okay to not be okay”

Unless you have trauma

Unless you have one of those “scary” mental illnesses

Unless it inconveniences me

Unless you’re undiagnosed

Unless you cry or scream or make a scene

Unless you don’t keep that shit to yourself

Unless you make me uncomfortable

Unless I can’t infantilize or fetishize you

Unless you have hallucinations

Unless you have psychosis

Unless you get angry

Unless I think you’re cringe

Unless you can’t preform hygiene tasks

Unless you’re disabled, or trans, or gay, or not white, or fat, or AFAB, or intersex, or a man… so I guess anyone

“It’s okay to not be okay”

As long as nobody ever finds out.

Our society has a severe issue with performative activism, and mental health is a huge example of this. Every time someone considers reaching out, they run through this list mentally. This is why true activists and resources need to be loudly supportive of all the things on this list. Take the subtext out of your support.

the world becomes so much more beautiful when you stop spending your precious mental energy on obsessing over your body, your appearance, and food. i promise.

More of fairy Kirby ✨🌱🌸

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It girls eat. It girls eat pasta and bread and burgers and milkshakes and fries and they still do it even when it’s difficult. There are some days where they don’t want to but they realize they have to because life is worth so much more than guilt, and it’s not their fault they feel guilty over things they can’t control. So they pick up their forks and enjoy it, because the happiness of enjoying something is worth so much more than a lifetime of guilt. Existing is exhausting, but it is so worth it.

Part of me just wants to say fuck it and come out as genderfluid and the other part is listing everything that could go wrong.