It's 3:25am and I am awake. Ironically I am awake because B was trying NOT to wake me. They came home at 2:30, turned on the sound machine at 3, and that woke me up. Because now I have to pee, now I am too cold, now I am awake.
The paperwork is obtained and filled out. I had therapy yesterday and we discussed the things that need to happen in the next few days, MAYBE weeks, that could even have a remote chance of me not serving them.
The last few days have been hell. Between being misgendered twice, having my dysphoria triggered multiple times, picking up a 24 year old bartender and having a makeout session, B coming home at 5 in the goddamn morning, 5 weeks of no physical affection - all of this is killing me. I can't take any more literally.
I'm done and I'm done. I teach today. Don't know anything beyond that.
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