i was having a good day for the first while i dressed up in a really nice outfit and i wore a skirt for the first time in forever and i wasn't feeling dysphoric at all??? and then dad and i went out and he started talking about school and Spoiler: very Bad brain day i've never self-harmed (i mean, i've scratched myself a lot? but i've never drawn blood ) but in the past few weeks my intrusive thoughts have been geared that way more and more and today i had to listen to rly harsh music w the volume all the way up and file my nails on the worry stone that i carry to keep myself from slicing into my skin as hard as i could i drew vent art and i'm a little better but god i have to talk to someone about this i'm very fucking stressed and the dysphoria is beginning to appear so i'm going to go change but Fuck
