MissLexi
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My transition is going nowhere. I can't get a stable supply of hormones and my gender therapist is an asshole. I'm the only one in the family who has an adam's apple. It makes me cry whenever i look at myself. I hate the adam's apple. It's the most hideous thing ever created in the universe. It makes me look like my neck is skewed. It makes me feel exposed, vulnerable, and ugly. I'll never pass for a woman with that hideous triangle sticking out of my throat. My body is covered in white hairs which i'll never be able to permanently remove. I made a crude gun in my home shop but i don't even know if my improvised ammunition has enough power to pierce my head. Maybe i'll make more guns with bigger bore and rig them to all go off at once. Nothing ever went right in my life. I started my transition too late. My biological clock has stopped. My bones already seized. None of the cute dresses fit me because of my male figure and height. My mom fucked up my last gender therapy session by forcing her way in despite me being asking her not to. I was treated like a fucking pubescent teenager by the therapist!!!! I lost all hope i built up over the last month. Fuck you, mom. I hope you'll sleep well with the thought that you pushed your dearest son into suicide. It's all your fault. I told you to fuck off and not meddle into my transition but you just couldn't do it. I was born just to make my family suffer