Documenting my journey through the mental health system

I had a horrible nightmare yesterday.

I hate him. I hate him and I wish he would just fucking DIE.

I don’t even want to say what the dream was for fear they will see it and get ideas. Already, they have these plans as part of Project 2025. I dreamt we got yet another email at work, this time saying we’d be fired if our birth certificate and ID didn’t match. We had to procure three witnesses to attest to our status. It was all very real because the first part of the dream is based in reality. In the dream I forged my mother’s signature and had two friends eager to lie on my behalf. This was all a dream and I maliciously complied – in real life, I have updated my birth certificate.

These blurred lines between dystopian horror and the dreamworld are driving me nuts. I hate him, I hate he takes up all this space in my head. I am already reeling with enough bullshit. The nightmares are bleeding into daily life.

And don’t think Project 2025 doesn’t have these nightmares planned. They do. It’s to make transgender people as miserable as possible but requiring ID and birth certificate to match in order to vote is very much on the horizon and married women will be denied the vote. It’s not crazy, it’s happening. A real oligarchic takeover is happening.