Every single time I talk to someone, they either ghost me or I feel so scared of their inevitable rejection that I ghost them. I hate myself so much that I can't imagine anyone actively wanting to be friends with me unless they're trying to do a good deed for charity. Assuming that there is (hypothetically) someone who would actually be friends with me, I can't imagine setting aside my own self-hatred enough to accept it.At this point, I'm not looking for other tranny friends specifically, but I feel like they're the only kind of people with similar mental illness.Therapy has not helped in the three separate times I tried. Even if I woke up as a beautiful cis woman tomorrow, I'm afraid my psyche is beyond salvaging.What do I do?
I'd tell you, but I'm overcome with the urge to leave this thread and never come back
>>43881424yeah. i get it
