Rejection – My Dissolute Life

Implosion and explosion

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.

Hope is on her way. The anticipation – and the uncertainty – is killing me.

My mother left me, and I can’t stop remembering it.

My core masturbatory fantasy has shifted. It’s much less bodily, much more mental; much less sensory, much m

I’m a big fan of clear, respectful communication.

I imagine myself at the center of everyone’s decision-making. This makes me vitally important. And profoundly vulnerable.