My reactions to external circumstances show me, barometrically, my internal state.
I’ve spent much of my life in pain. This doesn’t, in any way, distinguish me from anyone else. In the olden days, I was hell bent on experiencing life as pain – as a never-ending recitation of wishes that things be different than they are. This made me very effective in the world of work: […]
A task lies before me. It’s a task I hate. If I’m honest, it’s a task that inspires a range of bad feelings in me – fear, loneliness, incompetence, primarily, but also (and mainly as a result of those others), anger and resentment. So you know what I want? I want my cock to be […]