I hate it here. I hate this existence. I hate this body that confines me. I hate it's inherent properties. The way ot feels to live in it, the way it perceives things, or just the mere reality that it is biologically male. No, not that I am a man, I don't care about that. But that the body I have is male and I can't change that. It's driving me crazy. It makes me feel that this hate, all of it, is bur a ticking time bomb. That it is too late to go back the path I have already chosen. That ending it all is but a matter of time. Months? Years? I don't even know it myself. All I know is the things I still kept living this miserable life of my with no purpose or intent are less and less effective at willing me to stay safe. It's going to consume me, I think. And the fact that I am fine with that... I just think it's a telltale sign that I don't have much left until closure. So, goodbye, I guess? This might be the only online legacy that remains of me. Sorry you had to read it.