I’m fully recovered and absolutely happy. I have to say that I”m still a little stiff, but whatever. Now to deal with the other half of a flu – the missed work. Two tests in Med Terms, A few missed assignments, and some lectures that I apparently needed. One thing I do have to say is that my business writing course will continue to suffer. I refuse to pay $180 for a book I’ll use for two months. An instructor pointed out that in university you pay the same thing for a book, and I gladly pointed out that we’d be using the book for about 5 months, and it has resale value. Mine? Not so much.
All things aside, I’m off the pill. I’m starting to feel normal again, in that I’m losing the mood swings I’ve had for the last year, and problems don’t seem so life-or-death perilous. I feel pretty awesome, and am starting to wonder just how much of an effect the pill had on me. I deleted my last post because I had misunderstood a comment made, and there was no point in keeping my whining up there. Rich has put up a post of his own, and I’m so glad that he did! We do a lot of things together, and try to include each other in as much as humanly possible, so it means a lot to me that he would post here!
As for the gang bang, it isn’t something I’d seek out. It sounds like a really good idea right before orgasm, but otherwise really isn’t too appealing. I understand the anthropological/sociological reasoning behind it, but could never justify actually going through with it, not to mention that I”d probably get bored after cumming enough.
Easter was interesting to say the least. It was wonderful with Rich and his family, but it got weird when my mother showed up and decided to spew whatever came into her mind…things like “She went after Rich to lose her virginity” and “just how serious are you about not having kids? If you don’t want them you should break up and stop wasting his time” and various other lovely things. I was completely embarrassed, pissed off, and generally wasn’t pleased when it became a power struggle with my mom and Rich over where I’d be staying and what I should be doing on MY vacation. Rich was a good guy about it, but I was wound up like a spring. I’m kind of surprised that I didn’t fly off the handle and stop talking to her, but I’ve never been able to say no to her or start confrontation. I”m the only person she really has left in the world, and I know that I’ll probably be sitting on the fence about her for the rest of my life. She’s my mom, what am I supposed to do?
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