I'm fine-ish. This has just been my perpetual state of mind for the past... week? I'm not really asking for any help with this, I just felt like it's something worthwhile to say: If it weren't so hard to be happy, I'd be okay. I feel like I complain a lot about gender dysphoria, but I think that's because that's really the biggest thing going on in my mental health right now. But a sizable portion of my brain I just can't turn off likes to point out how annoying I must be, as well as just pointing out all the weird little boyish things I do, and it really doesn't help my mental health. I wish I could just *be* without having to constantly prove to something inside me that I am who I say I am. And I don't know who I am, not really anyways. I don't really need any comforting with this, it's just something that popped into my head, and I decided to write it down.
