One day I will never have to deal with the State of Florida Bureaucracy ever again, and it seems that despite having not lived in the state for 6 years it may be the day I die.
The thing is I genuinely miss a lot of Florida, which is naturally rare for a trans person, especially one who did a lot of work there to fight transphobia and homophobia before I left. I miss the ocean, the food, the people I loved there, and the creeks and forests. But I am so sick with having to deal with the State itself.
