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i dont knwo what im doing wrong. but i know its almost everythijg . i dont know whats wright and wrong anymore

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emotionally i’m done

mentally I’m drained

spiritually I’m dead

Physically i smile

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at first i was scared of fuckjng this shit up but then i realized i already did. it’s not broken though if it was broken it would be worth putting back together. the only problem is that it’s shattered. i don’t know what’s happening anymore and i’m scared of everything i’m scared of death b it i’m scared of life, i wanna die but i’m to much of a idiot to pull the trigger. i know i’m supposed to eat but i just don’t and i get by. i fucking hate my body and the fact that being a guy stuck inside a cus girls body is fuckign bullshit to me, and i can’t even relieve most of my dysphoria due to my parents and i can’t even ship a binder to my house cause my parents go thru the damn mail

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it’s like I know i need to vent on someone, literally anyone at this point. And it’s right at my fingertips but then i realize they don’t actually care and i’m to fucking scared tk he judged by them.

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truth be told, i don’t want to be saved anymore. everyone would be a little happier to have the weight of me lifted.