Well, that was a colossal bust. Psychiatrist made it sound like T had budged a little but he absolutely had not. Eff the both of them.

I texted my BF trying to explain why I am sad about this, and I don’t feel like he gets it. (How could he; he’s a pretty reserved guy who could never open up to a therapist.) I’m okay with him not getting it, but then he said, “don’t be sad” which is just the dumbest thing in the face of the earth to say to someone who is sad.

Now I’m all spinning out and worried that BF will break up with me when I tell him the extent of my mental health stuff and then I’ll be T-less and BF-less to boot and then I’ll just be so so so sad.