had a little chat thru the back screen door with him, asked if he'd like a glass of cold water. we reviewed the work done so far, what else is left, what he'll tackle next today, what he'll have to leave til next time coz soon he'll be running into the appointment time of his next job. on that, he mentioned
need to go around to a lady's place to sort out a lock for her
he seems a thoroughly pleasant & courteous bloke, has always been so with me in each of our prior discourses [ie, the previous jobs he's done for me], yet, such is my terrible skullgoo, that i fixed then fixated on his not saying
need to go around to another lady's place to sort out a lock for her
similar thing happens with my mowing bloke, who i've used for very many years & who has always been great with me [& indeed, we often indulge in much silly banter]. typically when he mentions other clients, jobs, to me, he similarly mentions "a lady" or "a woman", but not "another lady" or "another woman".
it all accumulates in me, & just amply reinforces my sense of failure, thus futility.
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