Dear present me,

We're getting better. We've come to terms with the fact we're trans, we made ourselves a binder, life is.... okay....

I don't know what to say....

I - we - threw our blade away. That's good. We still can't save money worth shit though. I'm never gonna get an apartment like I planned...

This is going to be cringe to look back on, isnt it? We're not the best author... But we love writing, so fuck the world.

I'm better. Whether I'm better mentally or better at lying to myself, I'm better nonetheless.

-Hunter