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Glasses. No expression. At my head, I wanna drown my sorrow. No tomorrow. I find it kinda funny.

I am very tired of saying goodbye. When I look inside, I see a lot of things. Let's take a look.

I'm being kicked out of my hotel for asking for an N95 mask. I'm struggling with money, scams, and health issues. I can't find stable housing. I feel lost and alone. I just want a safe place to call home. I'm sober, but struggling without my ADHD medication. I feel tired, hungry, and in need of comfort. I'm in Asheville, North Carolina, with nowhere to go. I'm angry at discrimination against disabled people and COVID misinformation. I just want a place to belong.

I want to thank everyone for their support during my recovery from surgery. I had successful surgery in January, but cancer was found post-op. I am now undergoing chemotherapy. It's been a shock, but my family is supporting me. I'm focusing on healing and taking time with my children. We ask for privacy as I complete my treatment. I look forward to returning to work when I can. My thoughts are with others going through tough times. Thank you for your kindness and understanding.

Just arrived at my office for the first time. The bookshelves are empty, and the space is clean. I have my rookie jersey from the Washington Redskins, which I wore during my first year. It’s signed by Donald J. Trump. Excited for the days ahead.

I'm trans, and I'm worried about the trans community. Some say my TikTok skits are why people don't take us seriously and blame us for issues in the economy and society. It feels heavy, but I accept it. It’s important to recognize how silly those comments sound. People need to relax—maybe drink some tea or take a bath. Internalized bigotry isn’t helping anyone. Despite the negativity, I still care about you and will support you if things get tough, even if you don’t return the favor. Thank you, and have a good day.

It's frustrating trying to make this new vaccine work. I understand the emotions involved; it's tough. Don't cry, everything will be okay.

I had a tough morning at the physical therapy office. I was misgendered despite telling them my pronouns. I also had to explain multiple times that I couldn't do an exercise that made me uncomfortable due to gender dysphoria. I got upset, cried softly, and asked to leave. I just want to feel cared for and respected at the doctor's office. I'm tired and had a rough morning, so I'm going to focus on doing nice things for myself today. I have some tasks related to my legal name change and might get my nails done. It's going to be a low effort day because this situation really sucks. Goodbye.

Today is National Coming Out Day, and I'm excited to announce that I'm going back on testosterone. I loved being on it before, but needed to connect with my emotional body. I had to unwind trauma from being read as a man and sacrificing parts of myself. I now embrace my femininity and look forward to exploring it on a testosterone-dominant body. I feel a new wave of expression and excitement for this journey ahead. Cheers to new beginnings!

The speaker describes today as not a good day emotionally. They express missing their patients and missing the ability to feel, to do, and to be human. The emotional experience fluctuates, coming and going. Some parts of the speaker have accepted the situation, while other stubborn parts have not. Overall, they are struggling with these feelings today.

Someone received a new look. They were told they are hardcore and need tattoos. Something got in their hair during the process. They said, "This is a really good decision" and "It feels really nice."

I will be hanging out with the daughters of my mom's friend while they have a meeting. Jazz is an inspiration as a transgender role model. She shared her surgery experience honestly. Charlie plans to have surgery after high school due to bullying. I recently had surgery with complications, but now I feel great. Stitches came apart a week after surgery, causing pain and distress.

I've got a lot of work to do and I'm working seven days a week to get it done. I took a 10-day break because I wasn't satisfied with how things were going, but now I'm back and ready to work. I asked for some tasks, and after waiting for 30 minutes, I finally got a little bit of work. People talk about me because I took time off, but I'm here now and ready to contribute. I plan to stay until 7 o'clock to finish everything. There's a lot to do, and I'm focused on getting it done.

I work long hours until 4:45, waiting until age 57 to retire with a pension. Going back to the office on Mondays is tough. I have dental, but filling out forms is frustrating. I'm embarrassed about the price hikes on my rental in Ocean City. Cameras are required for today's meeting. I waste my life waiting for a verification code. It's hard to check my 401k and my fudge round supplier doesn't take Apple Pay anymore. My job could be done by one person. Living in the real world is harder than you think. I have healthcare, but it's scary. I only have a few weeks left to open and roll. The new boss just snaps his pen. They want us back on Tuesdays too. We're just like you.

I'm locked in an assisted living facility in New York, and it feels like a prison. I'm isolated here with much older people. I eat alone because it's depressing to eat with the others. All I have is a bathroom, a closet, and a TV that I had to get myself. I'm not allowed to go out or have visitors. I can call out, but no one can call me. I've been asking for an iPad for what feels like years, and I want my phone back so I can talk to my family and friends. In the last month, I've only been outside twice, for dental appointments. The system has completely failed me. The guardian is supposed to permit me as much independence as practical, but this is the opposite of independence. I want my freedom back.

She's going on her first date and showing what she's wearing. The guy she's meeting is a big fan of "strangers," so she got him gifts: Jonathan, Matt, Henry, and Dustin. If the date doesn't work out, she'll keep them. She also won an iPad so he can FaceTime her, but she'll also be keeping this if the date doesn't go well. She's now ready to go on the date and will provide an update later.

Sam, you've been quiet. Can you share something? My phone battery drains quickly, and it’s frustrating. That seems trivial. I felt my vote didn’t count on Tuesday. Is that about The Voice? I lost a family member recently, which is tough. I got locked out of my Tubi account, and my mom’s name is Tubi. That’s a grief gasm. I just had one, and my phone’s dying. Catherine, do you want to share? My dog died, and it hit me hard because I adopted him during a tough time. Samuel, let her speak. I’m sober, but I bought a bottle of booze last Saturday and can’t stop staring at it. Just let her talk. I have my own trauma; my wife exploded on Christmas Eve. That’s the most boring story ever.

I have COVID and I'm still testing positive. I need a clear test before I can come back. I can't wait to hang out again.

I went into a military building for dental work and arrived early. A stern-looking sergeant told me to get a haircut and not return until I did. I acknowledged his command and headed out to get my hair cut. The encounter was intimidating, and now I feel like I'm about to go to war with my new look. That's all for now.

I'm not in a good mood today. If you see me, just keep walking and avoid making eye contact. I feel like I want to lash out at people, even if they support Kamala. It's a strong urge, and I can't help but feel frustrated.

I had NAD and vitamin drips for three consecutive days, and today is Wednesday. Despite having one bad day, I feel great now.

Yeah. He'd been in the same bed literally for a hundred and two days. It still ain't what we knew him before this situation, but we're grateful for, you know, the the progress so far.

I'm incredibly excited and grateful for this opportunity. I never imagined having such a platform. On Friday, I'll be on Good Morning America, and after that, I'll record the Ref the District podcast. Then, I have a therapy session scheduled.

I find it really unfair that I had to go through this disease while the other 5 people didn't. They got everything I got. But I'm still fighting and will continue to fight. On a positive note, there are people out there who will support and assist you. Their help is always available, and your name will never be forgotten.

I've been hiding and not showing the impact on me, but I'm done being scared. The doctors who said this was safe are now ignoring us. It's time to be heard, seen, and believed.