Oh gods, the anxiety. The trans support group is tomorrow and I’m finding myself desperate to come up with an excuse not to go. Which isn’t going to work since I’ve already decided that I’m going. I no longer have a choice. I have to at least walk in the building it’s being held in.
Anxiety attacks. All day. Very high anxiety. I haven’t been able to concentrate on anything. I did make phone calls that I needed to do in order to set up rides for next week and for the new ARMHS worker and to get my T shipped to me instead of having to ride the tram to pick it up. Beyond that, I tried to come up with more questions for The Body Keeps the Score and just couldn’t concentrate so I dorked around my phone and watched tellie. Even now, I’m not able to just sit and type.
I’m going to go take a shower to try and calm down. I’ll let you guys know tomorrow how it goes.
-The Sarcastic Autist