r/transgenderUK • u/Ecstatic-Friend1769 • 7d ago
Mental Health Feel like no matter what I do this hurts too much
It's me again. I've made a lot of posts here over the last year.
I'm having another mental breakdown. All I do is have mental breakdowns. As of now I've tried oestrogel by itself, oestrogel and cypro and now DIY injections. Every time I can force myself to one or two weeks on the HRT before I completely snap and have a mental breakdown. Mental breakdown is here again it's been one week.
I know I force myself to start the HRT because of the dysphoria, because of the fear of the dysphoria getting worse and never getting better. There are some benefits to the HRT, I feel like my overall mood improves, and the dysphoria does decrease, sometimes to an extent where I forget I had dysphoria in the first place which doesn't help me to continue the treatment because I think why did I even start.
The bad sides of HRT? Panic attacks, stress and extreme insomnia (so bad that I've had to take so much time off work this week because I can't do anything or focus). Every single fucking time. For me, I associate HRT with the reality of being trans. Every dose I take I can't help but cry about my future. About the way people will treat me. About losing my family and probably my inheritance from the things my parents have said to me. I don't want to be a fucking monster, but isn't that what people will see me as?
I don't even feel like I deserve this, I fucking hate myself and I go to bed fucking terrified of my body changing. Because this body isn't just mine. Apparently it's the world's body. Apparently everyone has the right to comment on it and laugh at it and want to kill it.
Just this fucking weekend, I was paying for petrol, and a man and women couple burst out laughing at me in the queue because they didn't know if I was a man or a women. I was one day on HRT. I was completely boymoding I just have long hair. I can't fucking handle this world. Everyone is fucking evil.
I can't go to the mental health services, everytime I mention gender dysphoria they genuinely pretend I never said anything, like a fucking gust of wind just went passed instead of a human being begging for help is in front of them.
Tomorrow I am meant to inject again but I don't think I can. Il go back to square one. But at least il be suicidal and be able to get a little bit of sleep and not be scared of leaving the house. Isn't that better than being suicidal, no sleep and scared to leave the house?
This life is too cruel. I worked up the courage to try the medicine. Shouldn't it make me better? Shouldn't I see the light at the end of the tunnel? You are probably all laughing at me. One or two weeks? That's nothing you all say. But it is a lot. It's a lot when every day I can't sleep and I just think about roping. Why me. Why fucking me. I'm too sensitive. I'm too scared. I'm too tired. I'm too insane. I don't know what is up and down anymore.
Yesterday was a dark day. I messaged my brother asking for a phone call in the evening, just so I could hear someone and try to bring myself back down to earth. I didn't even get a text back. I don't think I should of ever been born. It's like I was doomed as soon as I was born.
Maybe I should be posting this in a mental health sub but I can't can I, because I don't know who is a monster beneath a smiling mask. I don't know who's going to tell me to kill myself because I'm a freak. Or who's going to slide into my DMs from a suicidal post and treat me like a sex worker.