I’m so fucking pissed right now. My parents are really cool sometimes. I feel like they love me. I mean I was a blessing to them. They couldn’t have kids so when they were told they could adopt me it was a godsend. I just wish they could love me. Not some fucking boy they think I am. I just… I fucking cringe every time they use the wrong pronouns or the wrong name… But then when my friends use the proper ones… well, I also cringe. Why? Because I’m so invalidated all the time that when I get validated instead of feeling euphoria I feel immense dysphoria because it doesn’t feel like I deserve it. Why should I, Bryn, be allowed to be who I am if my life is a lie? I just wish I could move out of this hellhole and stop having my jackass transphobic parents control my life. I just hate being at home. And then when I fuck my sleep schedule because of sleeping in way to late they say: “You’re the one choosing to not go to bed.” As if I don’t wanna go to sleep. I started college a couple days ago and it’s great best day I’ve had in a long time. I’m able to go by the proper name and pronouns in at least one of my classes and the people I’ve met are fantastic. But still I’m stuck in this hellhole. Wake up, get invalidated, get yelled at, try to go to sleep, get yelled at, go to sleep (maybe)…

Can I just like… get some validation or something? I’m so fucking pissed right now…