Ask Lemmy

It's pretty bleak yes, our own families sold us out for this shit in their malicious ignorance, I just heard a VA employee tell me an email went out advising all hospital staff to remove rainbow lanyards or stickers or anything "safe space" identifying in their offices, because some patient had complained. This came out while we're helping my gay veteran friend get ready to die of cancer. Cause he shouldn't feel safe in the hospital or anything.

Not well! My son has an event in Kentucky next weekend. The last time we went, there was trump merch and shit at literally every stand. I’m legit nervous to go this time. The rhetoric has gotten so out of hand, I’m afraid.

God damn terrified and suicidal, thankful I've got good friends to ground me.

I spend every day wondering if it'll be my last. The paranoia is always there in the back of my mind, knowing the new Gestapo will eventually come for me, I just don't know when. In the mean time, I'm preparing myself for that possibility both mentally and physically. My mental health hasn't been this bad in a long time, but there's not much I can really do other than try to keep my head above water and hope I make it through this.

It's stressful. There's a looming sense of dread I think a lot of people are feeling these days, knowing something else awful is coming over the horizon. Hell, my doctor today was jokingly recommending copious drinking to cope.

I guess I just feel pretty powerless and hopeless a lot of the time. It's all so fucking stupid.

I started working to get hormones about 2 days after the US election, and have been on hrt (E, Spiro) for a couple months. It's a little disorienting, the juxtaposition of the dread and fear against the intense joy and euphoria I have been feeling. I feel like I am doing better than I ever have in my life, it feels like before I lived in this emotional grey, an autopilot, and now my life is begining at 30. At the same time I feel that fascism is rapidly intensifying. I fear for my loved ones who are immigrants, for the uncountable people being disappeared, and despite living in a "safe" state know I am not very far behind in terms of risk over the next few years. I have on some level preparing myself to run, but I also hate the idea of it on so many levels. I in some ways feel like coward to consider running when many close to me cannot or will not.

It's a confusing time. But also it feels like I have been given a life again, I am like Frankenstein awakening to the world from the cold grip of death, and that joy is so intense and I am so thankful for it.

I will die before I detransition, and I don't intend to die easily.

Here's a hug to anyone who needs one:

🫂

I’ve wanted to leave for a while now, and all of this bullshit is just making that feeling more intense.

I wake up every day, despite everything. I don't look forward to it.

I got a prescription for some anti-anxiety meds because the state of the world has made the anxiety from my ADHD borderline unmanageable. I'm debating filling it and being a zombie again until I'm either killed or can flee to a safer country (if there even is one tbh).

just waiting for the end.

I'm not

I'm okay for now, thanks for asking