And I'm too proud to tell my fiancée because she'd want to send me funds but I've already accepted so much from her and I can't handle the burden of that guilt anymore, and my roommates have done so much for me, so I don't say anything about how much pain I'm in every fucking day, because Ro has ME and they have it WORSE than me, so I don't want to burden them.
And the worst part of all of this is that my HRT makes it hard, if not impossible to cry, so I'm lying here, wishing I could at least have the release of tears, but I'm denied that.
And my fiancée and coworkers wonder why I have depression.