This is possibly the worst week of my life, but frankly I've said that before.

I lost the love of my life to religious oppression, if I'd been born different it probably would have been the best relationship I could have possibly hoped for. But here I am again, born wrong and feeling like there's nothing left for me.

Tired ('murica).

Tired of being obese. Body stubble has been painfully stabby in the Moob-area. Need to exercise, but need to make better dietary choices primarily.

Tired of being broke. Can't afford to move out of this red state(ohio), maaaay be able to in a year or so (less than a year of car payments now, wooo). Just fuckin credit cards and bad choices I need to pay off.

Can't get together funds without shit eating into it almost immediately. Getting treatment/(adult)diagnosis for ADHD and probably several other things would probably improve things.

Joined in club activities that I haven't been to in a few months. Not out there, but also not hiding anything. Got a lot of "I thought some new girl had joined at first, but it was only you!" comments :3 (This is a 95% male club, so I guess they noticed something!)

I'm taking that as a win. I wonder what they'll say this time next year?

I'm doing well! Had a lovely Halloween with my friends. For work, I dressed up in a witch costume, and then at a party I went as Gretchen from Cuckoo, had a blast wearing both. A few friends told me that using she/her with me feels very natural, and that made me happy :)

Woke up this morning and couldn't see a man in the mirror. I think my sleep bonnet hiding my hairline and eyebrow ridge helped.