Sunday, October 4, 2009

I'm drinking this laxitive stuff that Mark uses, mixed with gatorade and water. He just left for the store. After I drink this, I can eat. The pain is bad today. The pain from the UTI is beyond annoying; to be constantly aware of my dick and not be able to do anything fun with it is just cruel.

Every minute feels like an hour. Every moment is slow and long and painful. I just concentrate on not falling; on breathing; on not hurting myself. It's tough. I can't even sit at the computer for long intervals, the way I would love to. :-0( I'm not having a good day.

13 years ago today I slashed my wrists with a kitchen knife and then later a shattered mirror.

1 month ago today I had really fantastic sex with Michael. This was only 3 days before I learned the truth of his behavior. Things on that front have only gotten better.

Tough times happen to all of us. It's just my turn to take the hit. I need to hang in there and roll with the punches.

   posted by Bald Jason at 04:54 PM
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