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I miss the little things
Road trips without the fear I'm gonna piss myself halfway through. My amazing memory (shortterm is shot, and I'm still making excuses for it). My better that perfect vision. My ability to win over an audience (I catch myself letting others speak more because I don't feel that interesting.. besided my illness). Fear of having a woman spend the night in my bed because I'll either lose bladder control or legtwitch them off the bed (I kicked someone I love literally off the bed once). Having people tell me they need me (They don't want to 'tax me' because of this shit). Guarantees that I'll actually have an orgasm. (Too much stamina is not a good thing).. I can get her off..and that's what really matters.
The big battles (Walking again, the MS Walks, Peer councilling) I'm good with. There's an easily defined enemy, and I know where to place my weapons.
It's the little things.
OK.. a few big things. It's sad that Spider-Man has taught me a few lessons. I forgive my Harry Osbourne. I forgive my Mary Jane (even though she had nothing to apologize for). And most importantly.. I forgive myself.
I'm still gonna be a Hero. But only to those who have earned it. To THEM.. I just want to hear her say 'Go get em, Tiger'.
I don't need to be 'taken care of'. I might some day. But right now.. and for as long as I can.. let me handle myself. More than the walking, I miss my self-reliance. Figures that it would take MS to teach me humility. But maybe I can take the lessons it has taught me to make me a better person. A better boyfriend.
This post brought to you by one wonky sleep schedule.
After all.. 'How far you willing to go, Michael'
/rant
Road trips without the fear I'm gonna piss myself halfway through. My amazing memory (shortterm is shot, and I'm still making excuses for it). My better that perfect vision. My ability to win over an audience (I catch myself letting others speak more because I don't feel that interesting.. besided my illness). Fear of having a woman spend the night in my bed because I'll either lose bladder control or legtwitch them off the bed (I kicked someone I love literally off the bed once). Having people tell me they need me (They don't want to 'tax me' because of this shit). Guarantees that I'll actually have an orgasm. (Too much stamina is not a good thing).. I can get her off..and that's what really matters.
The big battles (Walking again, the MS Walks, Peer councilling) I'm good with. There's an easily defined enemy, and I know where to place my weapons.
It's the little things.
OK.. a few big things. It's sad that Spider-Man has taught me a few lessons. I forgive my Harry Osbourne. I forgive my Mary Jane (even though she had nothing to apologize for). And most importantly.. I forgive myself.
I'm still gonna be a Hero. But only to those who have earned it. To THEM.. I just want to hear her say 'Go get em, Tiger'.
I don't need to be 'taken care of'. I might some day. But right now.. and for as long as I can.. let me handle myself. More than the walking, I miss my self-reliance. Figures that it would take MS to teach me humility. But maybe I can take the lessons it has taught me to make me a better person. A better boyfriend.
This post brought to you by one wonky sleep schedule.
After all.. 'How far you willing to go, Michael'
/rant