Or at least I didn’t experience any I can remember. There was nothing particularly terrible today, no type-1 diabetes related problems either.
It’s not really a sign my transition is going better, it’s bad, the same as always, it’s just that I’ve successfully retreated very far away from whatever my real material body is, and it’s working because if I didn’t do that, then things would be considerably worse. It has gotten better from last year since it’s no longer constant suffering beyond my capacity to handle, it’s constant suffering that’s within my capacity to handle now. I’m handling it.
It didn’t last. I was being positive because I was trying to convince myself of it. There’s nothing I can do to help myself because I live with people who are abusing me.
Strength waxes and wanes. If you’ve already shared, are you willing to point me to a link? If not and you are willing to talk about it, we’re here. Maybe most comments won’t seem helpful; and maybe a couple will, if tried with diligence and patience.