This is half a cry for help, half a vent. Tagged this as NSFW for mentions of self-harm.

I'm incredibly, soul-crushingly lonely. I'm a trans woman. I turn 28 in two weeks. And I can't keep going anymore. I broke up with the love of my life three months ago and I've not been the same since. I'm a hollow, empty shell. I crave a sort of relationship that I can only dream to attain.  

I tried to ask someone out again but I was turned down.

I can't fucking do this. I'm going to take out my frustrations and anger on me at some point.

I'm sorry. I just want to be happy but that's too hard to ask apparently.