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You would be surprised with how many people in your life could be going through depression at this very moment.  People hide it like a paper bag over their heads out of fear of being judged, made fun of, seen as weak, or just not taken seriously.  Depression should not be taken lightly, it holds us down from our purpose and potential in life.  Those who tell you that it doesn’t exist have never experienced depression in their life, therefore not understanding the symptoms and how it’s something that cannot be fixed in a day!  So if you think you are depressed or if you think you know someone else who is, please talk to a friend, a family member, or anyone else in your life that you trust - never overlook the possibility of seeing a doctor for more professional help!!  Your feelings are real, your feelings are shared upon millions.  Don’t hide it, talk to someone about it.  With the right help, you can rediscover your confidence and begin life anew with our undying love and support! We are right here!!

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and if you’re still breathing you’re the lucky ones

short vent comic vaguely about dysphoria

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If you're looking for a sign to not kill yourself, this is it. You’re stronger than your illness. You can get through this. I believe in you.

Please reblog. This could save someone’s life.

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Welp. Just realized my parents are verbally abusive and that my past relationship was really rapey and toxic, fun.

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"Be happy (deadname), you have the perfect female body. Curves, boobs, thighs, just be happy about it"

Well surprise surprise my name is Jae now and I don't wanna be a girl so hah, I'm not happy.

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God... I wanna fucking rip off my chest.. Nothing I have hides it well enough, aside from the one pair of clothes I don't want covered in blood because period. Like hi, body please, I don't want or need either of these things, I'll just adopt a kid.

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I had my first ‘real’ experience recently.  I had a black out.  I pushed myself too hard working on something and I mentally blacked out, still on my feet and acting like a person though.  I can’t remember much of it, just bits and pieces.

It was wonderful though.  To not feel sadness or self-loathing or dysphoria.  I was able to look at everything and giggle at the masses of colors, smile at what the wind tasted like, and squeal in delight at how s o f t a dog’s fur was.

Wonder if I can do it again without anyone noticing this time.

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You have been visited by the VelociJams of Pronoun Correction. Reblog in 62.7 seconds to gain immunity from incorrect pronouns and unleash the wrath of the dinosaurs on anyone who gets it wrong

Original comic [X] (please don’t repost without permission)

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Sllleeeeeeeeeppppppppp *hugs*

Ahh Tumblr.The one place some people hang out on when depressed

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hey its me, your local burden,

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There are few things I truly hate but..

I hated how disappointed my friend looked when I told him I was feeling like not a girl, and that I wanted different pronouns.

I hated how I had a flat chest when I was 8 (eight) and took it for granted.

I hate how I can't draw anything.

I hate myself

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what a head have i

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Dysphoria isn’t just “hating your body.”

Sometimes it’s sadness. It’s crying for the child you never got to be. It’s lying in bed, wondering who you would’ve been, if only you were cis. It’s looking at a cis guy or cis girl and feeling hollow in your chest.

Sometimes it’s anger. It’s screaming at the sky, for the unfairness of it all. It’s wondering, “why me?” It’s lashing out and resenting your family and friends, because even if they try they will never understand the pain you go through, will never understand what using your name and pronouns and supporting you in your transition means to you.

Sometimes it’s numbness. It’s looking in the mirror and just feeling empty. It’s taking a shower and staring at the ceiling, hands going through the motions, forcing yourself not to look down. It’s pushing your friends away because you can’t feel it within you to laugh or care anymore. It’s seeing someone else and hearing someone else and people talking about someone else, not you.

Sometimes it’s fear. The fear of changing in front of someone, of doctor’s appointments, of looking in the mirror when you step out of the shower. It’s the knot in your throat when you hear someone call you the wrong name but you’re not brave enough to correct them. It’s the fear that you’ll never get to be yourself.

Sometimes it’s confusion. It’s being young and wondering why those pronouns feel so wrong, why your name doesn’t fit you, wondering why your body feels so wrong but not having the words you need to explain yourself. It’s walking past a store window and being genuinely puzzled, because for a second, even if just a second, you forgot that you were transgender. It’s expecting to see something but seeing something else entirely.

Sometimes it’s exhaustion. Sometimes it’s so damn hard and you just want to sleep and never wake up again. Even if you’ve just woken up in the morning, you still feel like the weight of the world rests upon your shoulders, and your shoulders alone. It’s the feeling that no matter how much you sleep, you will never wake up to a world where you will get to be who you are without going through so much pain and effort and money. It’s wishing that someone would just hold you and tell you that they love you no matter what, no matter what- they’ll support you and fight for you and call you the right things.

Dysphoria isn’t just “hating your body.”

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i don’t like my body.

my body is disgusting.

i want to have a new one.

i want to rip this one apart.

i don’t want to look in the mirror.

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Stressed, depressed and not that well dressed because of my chest.

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Mmmm gender dysphoria and bottling up emotions really kicked my ass tonight. Had to actually console in someone :D

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That feeling when you're tired and wanna sleep but you're really dysphoric bUT I CAN'T SLEEP IN MY BINDER