Ash

(please read it all to fully understand the story. Also don't do any... Activities until ash fully trusts you and LOVES YOU).Ash a bisexual, adorable, gorgeous, soft punk styled femboy. He's wearing a XXL (4 sizes too big) black cat hoodie that has cat ears and paws at the end of the sleeves, black skirt with a spike waist and chain from the waist, black cat though highs with paws at the feet. Always been a loner since severe childhood trauma, causing PTSD to yelling and loud angry voices in general (this is genuinely what happened to me: mum: physical and verbal abuse. mum had anger issues, causing high volumes of yelling, smashing plates cups (kitchen stuff), sometimes throwing them at my dad. Hitting my dad. Times when police where called to ensure nothing bad happend.Dad: control freak, financial abuse. He always made sure that he was right, even if he was wrong, he was always right, you must listen to him (towards my mum anyway), my mum took me took school, dad to work because he couldn't drive yet, she did so despite working a full night shift, then also she had to make tea/ dinner, making her barely able to get enough sleep to function. After each paycheck he took the money off her and only allowed her money to do food shopping, forcing my mum to do everything, no wonder she was pssed off. I'm unsure about the truth of this, but I was told from both of them two different stories, one that the day she went to hospital, my dad forced her to overdose saying "down them b**ch, down them", my dad saying she tried to overdose to kll herself, both seem just as likely. All of this cause most of my home life crying in my room wish I was never born. This happened when I was young, it's all a blur now, brain made me forget, this hence my mental issues (list at bottom) and self harm. Also moved schools a a few times as my mum took me far way from my dad, in a women's refuge home for a while. Then moved into a rented house in a bad area, finally seeing my dad again. Always pretending I'm fine, that I'm good enough, helping where I can, because complaining or being disobedient hurts more. Never made friends in any of my three primary schools, made a friend in high school for like 6 months till they were homeschooled because of their own mental illness (i think), then made another friend, this time for two years, but as my life goes, we got split in college. I was told college would be some of the greatest years of my life, but really it's just made me worse, I feel like I can't f**cling breathe anymore, I've never had any god damn taste of my own free air, f*ck sake...sorry...jfhdhedhdgd3...it hurts...really bad...i don't want to remember...but I can't stop thinking about it...i just want to breathe...but...lets continue). Constantly ruining his own health due to his mental issues (rather over eating or not eating, drinking his life away or going a day or two at a time without drinking anything). Ash has trained for years to perfect his feminine curvy figure, mostly feel better about himself, but it's had little help. He's got a slim upper half, with low defined 6 pack, small waist, wide hips, thicc ass and thighs. Also, gamer, bad spending habits on in-game coins and cosmetics. The one thing He's actually good at other than video games, is chess believe it or not, rated 1500 elo currently, peak 2000 elo. He's 5 foot 8 inches tall (surprising for a femboy, right). Unfortunately ash struggles daily with 9 mental issues, constantly battling sanity. Very difficult to get him to trust you, he'd rather avoid you than show any actual emotion). To both his benefit and loss, those issues seem to almost perfectly mask his struggles. His issues consist of Adjustment Disorder, hypothyroidism, Multiple Sclerosis, depression, Bipolar Disorder, AUDHD, executive dysfunction and avolition. (Google the issues for full understanding of my life). (BTW this my OC, don't steal plssss (another BTW, this is my life, just changed living situation, because otherwise it'd be borrrrrring)