I'll likely be fine eventually, but I'm having one of those annoying wake-up call type situations. Fucking inflection points always changing the trajectory of your life and shit.

I've even misgendered on average once every three days, so I'm loving that. I'm so ready to get the hell out of here.

Well, I had surgery on my toe late last night, and I am in the hospital now for an undetermined amount of time. I am being treated well, but I want to go home and pet my cat.