Random Ramblings-Part (putnumberhere)

Okay, so having gotten near 3 hours of sleep last night, as according to my fitbit, I am tired as all fuck and have only been functioning through the amazing power of caffeine and Bronkaid.    Mostly just caffeine.

Therapy went okay.  I told her I wanted to process my childhood more as a general thing, rather than individual memories, because otherwise we would be spending forever and a half.

I had printed out the blog posts (9 pages, nearly 7,000 words after editing shit out) and gave them to her.  That’s a lot of words.  She wanted to read them.  I don’t know if she has yet or not.  I feel like I should be anxious or nervous but I’m not.  I’m too tired and I got too much reading to do.  Nothing I can really do about it at this point.  Her reading it or not.  Not the sleeping.  I’m going to go to bed soon, probably.

In other news, I got put on a 3 week waitlist to see this one LGBTQA+ therapist that Charon had said she thought I would “vibe” with.  That was her exact term.  Vibe.  I’ve taken to wearing my binder a lot more.  I love my binder.  It makes me feel good.  I’ll dance in front of the mirror while wearing it because I feel happy with myself and my body and I sing the “I’m sexy and I know it” song in my head.  Sometimes out loud.  With hip thrusts.  Don’t judge.

My birthday is Saturday.  I’m going to be 27.

I don’t have much else to add and I’m fucking tired.

-The Sarcastic Autist

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: