I want to talk a little about mental illness. Which, I don't like calling it that. It makes it sound like something similar to a cold. Like you can just take something and everything goes away, and you feel fine, and go about the world like normal. Like someone can visit, and tuck you in and bring you tea and soup and the next day you wake up feeling like you're back in fighting shape. And, it's not like that. Things like depression, or anxiety or a slew of other things are something that sticks around for a long time. Even if you manage to overhaul your life and feel better, you're still susceptible to it. If the personal case is enough to feel that meds are necessary, they often lessen the symptoms, but don't completely alleviate them, and in most cases, isn't something that after taking them long enough you no longer need. While talking to Lux after Thanksgiving, he said he often feels like people go away when they realize that he doesn't want
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