Bitterness
If I don't have room to express my nonbinary nature, it feels claustrophobic. The depressing and dissociative effects of being swept up in societal projections and expectations leave me drained and tired of dealing with Babylonian bullshit. It doesn't help that I'm already neurodivergent and dealing with internal struggles. That makes the external struggles all the more grueling.
At least there's no prejudice in the company of trees.