#molim rambles

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My therapist is writing me a letter for top surgery after our first session and I am in total shock rn. This is already closer to happening and I can’t believe

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Someone left a review on the Bermuda Triangle and I’m in tears

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Literally the amount of requirements that I have to meet to even get a consultation for top surgery makes me want to cry. And I haven’t even called my insurance company yet. When are we going to live in an age where I don’t need 2-3 letters from doctors saying that I’m completely within my rights to have gender affirming surgery? 

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Finally got my letter from my therapist and managed to send all the docs off to the surgeon’s office. Now I get to play the long waiting game to see what happens. I’m going to need lots of things to distract myself...

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You know I was gonna try and wait until I was off my parents’ insurance to start looking into top surgery but I might have to move that timeline way up because fuck this

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At this point I feel like my tumblr is just gonna become an anime recs blog lol

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My primary care physician literally wrote me a top surgery referral no questions asked. He didn’t even ask for me to come into the office to see him. I’m weeping. I never thought that was going to be so easy. 

Now for the highest hurdle...finding a mental health professional who will do me a solid and also give me a letter without needing to treat me for an ungodly amount of time...

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Broken phone trees are the worst. Like, I’m just trying to make an appointment to see a surgeon, but you don’t have an option for specifically making appointments and when I stay on the line to hear the options again after the recording said they would be played again I instead get sent to a voicemail. Here’s hoping my message gets to someone and they call me back or I’m gonna do what I always do and call back and hit the first option to try and talk to a person.

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I’m ready to yeet myself off the internet

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Friendly reminder that if anyone wants to become my sugar daddy/mommy/person and help pay off my student loans I and ready and willing.

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I’ve done it. I’ve finally done it. The perfect follower count to embody my blog. Mwahahaha

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I’m officially a college graduate and I have no idea what I’m doing with my life and I’m terrified of what’s going to happen.

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I was driving home and thinking about how heated seats are a blessing, but then that got me thinking about how Jason probably has no idea that heated seats are a thing and this wonderful bit of dialogue popped into my head:

Jason: Why the FUCK is my ass on fire???

Tim: That’s a heated seat, Jason.

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Who wants to be friends and come cry over these jaytim aus with me that keep running through my head?

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So how about I just...write a screenplay and give us the Batfam we all want?

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So I somehow made it to 400 followers? Like, what? I’m surprised so many people have liked my mess of a blog enough to follow me.

Thanks to all my new followers!