Hi friends!
I had a mental breakdown in October and was hospitalized. I´ve been home from early November, well, I didn´t spend that much time in an actual psych ward because mental health care is in an absolute crisis in Finland and despite me having quit eating and sleeping I was being told I don´t need to be hospitalized because I´m not actively su*c*dal. I was delusional though and thought I had demons in me and other super fun stuff.
Anyway. I´m doing better now. Needless to say, any transitioning plans are on hold now; the system wouldn´t allow me to continue even if I wanted to, and frankly, after the things I saw and experienced, I feel like gender identity is ultimately fairly meaningless in the grand scheme of things. Not speaking on the behalf of other trans folks, only myself. Thinking about that stuff is a luxury I can´t afford now, and I have to focus on things that improve my life in this moment. Gender dysphoria and body dysmorphia do still kick my ass but I focus on exercise and doing art as outlets.
My goal for 2024 is to reach 75 kg by the end of May. I´ve been stable at 79-80kg (although I did crash during the worst of my symptoms as I quit eating, but I´m back at 79-80 now). It should help tone my stomach a little bit which would help with the insecurities I have about my stretch marks in that area. On the other hand I need to be mindful about obsessing about my body and it´s perceived flaws. Supermodels have stretch marks and I only see them as ugly on my skin. Beauty comes from how we are in our bodies, not our bodies themselves.
I drank a lot of energy drinks before and after the crisis. I´ve cut them off now. Diet is mostly sensible. I´m still not able to cook my own meals really, executive functioning is not there yet. The time for diary style meal logging is not yet. I´m gonna start losing weight after the holidays. For now I need to focus on stabilizing my condition.
About the holidays: I´m gonna go to my parents´ place for Christmas to meet my niece and sister. I´m terrified, but if I isolate myself, I´ll go nuts again. And what I went through had a cost. I can tell that something inside broke permanently, one more damage I can only grow around and not get over. I just hope it´s not too late for me to find love. Right now, my body issues are heavily focused around that fear. That I ruined my body when I drank too much and got stretch marks. I can´t seem to see my body as it is now, attractive and I´d say athletic, I see myself as the swollen blobfish I was when I still had a beer habit. Such negative self talk. Need to improve that.
My artistic abilities are still here thank god. And I wrote a novel last night. Seven pages. It was pretty good even if I say so myself.