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So I'm back again after weeks of #######4, stress, anxiety, and a relapse of depression, this one's dragging me through the most pain yet...and its only week 10 or so since my relapse.
So I discovered at Christmas time/slightly before, during a period of fair seas, that I have Gender dysphoria and I'm going through the processes to become who I really am. My other posts have loads of stuff on it.
Over 16 weeks later,or as my brain thinks -
112 days
2688 hours
161280 minutes
9676800 seconds
ohhhhh gooood stop overthinking!!!
and i'm still waiting for my name to be called for the local Gender Identity Clinic (GIC)
I've been working on becoming more androgynous before transitioning to full time female and i've been going to counselling specializing in the LGBT areas. All was going well. We started CBT (Cognitive Behavioral Therapy), I get on well with my counselor and I think the sessions help. Now, given my relapse and messed up brain I have low motivation and energy at the best of times. I've been completely exhausted for over 8 weeks now and i'm near enough rock bottom (I say that because it can always get worse for me, and usually does).So CBT and me, I found it difficult to do the work given to me so progress was slow.
Last week i went to an appointment with my counselor, she told me that her supervisor thinks i'm not currently in a well enough place mentally for CBT to be useful, rather it is damaging at the current moment. So we are having a 'break' for 6 weeks and she is going to come to my Doctors to try explain the situation (as i apparently undersell the severity of my condition) and get my meds sorted which was nice of her.
So all in all there I'm to ill for that treatment. leaving me lost and hopeless once again. I'm contemplating suicide again, no self harm, but that's for my GF's sake. I'm not making any progress with my gender dysphoria after nearly 10 million seconds and it's killing me. I don't know how long i have to wait for an appointment, little-own the 6 weeks of sessions before they consider HRT, and 2 years of physical development on top of that, and that's all dependant on them thinking i'm not too ill to start this whole process as well.
I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of this pain. I'm tired of surviving everything, and just giving everything i have every day. I'm ready to lie down and give up at this stage. I've been fighting for so long and i've had nothing left in the tanks for years.
I don't know what happens after death but it can't be worse than this. Nothing can be worse than this endless torture.
I don't know how much longer i can hold onto my small amount of hope.
I don't know how much fight i have left.
I'm broken
I'm hopeless
I'm spent