Hello, this is kind of my bio and also what happened today.
I am pansexual, for the time being. I also may, be transgender. If I can I plan on getting my first haircut during the weekend, and maybe dying my hair during Christmas break. Adding to on when I said I might be transgender, I was born a female, I believe myself to be more comfortable as a male. I haven’t really started my transition yet but I may this weekend. Also, I have had depression for around three years I think, it’s been the worst this week. I will go into more detail another time.
I’m not going to say my original name for the time being for personal reasons, but I prefer pronouns such as: He, they, it, them, ect. My middle name is Autumn so I am okay with being called that. Or some of my username, like Apollyon.
My day when it came to school was fine. But not to long ago(today, around an hour ago) my dog got out the house while my family expect me, was about to go to dinner. My dad sort of has anger issues, when he gets mad, which isn’t that often, it’s scary. He apparently had a bad day at work so he had a bad attitude, and was rude. Anyway, my dog escaped. I hold my pets close to my heart, so the first thing I did was go after him. I ended up getting him while just my mom and sister were actually helping(Didn’t help me much but they were trying).(Implying that my dad wasn’t helping at all, when it was just me, my mom, and my sister.)
So I ended up getting him after running around neighbors yards, and also running through two woods(Like backyard forests that are kind of long). My sister puts the leash on him and takes him back while me and my mom are slowly walking back. When my sister gets there, my dad kicked the dog more than once I think(and he kicked the dog hard). When I got there he tugged extremely hard on his leash completely pulling him back around two feet. I tried to get him instead so my dad wouldn’t hurt him more, my dad used him arm and shoved me back. I started crying as they were leaving, I started having a panic attack. Also while getting the dog(just the dog for personal reasons) I got a big cut on my foot(which was bleeding) and a few smaller cuts. It took me a long time to calm down, and I’m still not totally stable, but better than I was. I’m pissed off at my dad at the moment. But this is all for today. I plan on ignoring him for a long time, so that it sinks in how mad I am. If you have anything you want to say or questions I will answer any comments. Thank you if you read it all. ~Apollyon (Additional. I also haven’t had a panic attack in a long, long time. The one I had was pretty bad for me.)