Abandonment – My Dissolute Life

Slowly slowly

The workings of my sexual response cycle.

Playing on the knife’s edge between safety and danger is where the fun is.

I feel shitty. Oh so shitty.

Meditating helps. The addict’s mind in the face of pain and loss….

Poor decision-making on my part.

Like a moth, I fly toward, rather than away from, a whole host of flames: the flame of jealousy, the[…]

Fumbling our way forward, Charlotte and I….

In which I’m stood up by a woman I’ve yet to meet.

Charlotte’s leaving me – at least for an evening. And, good girl that she is, she’s taking care of me in her absence. But it’s NOT easy.

Making myself comfortable in the face of loss and abandonment.