Now, I've made no secret about the fact that I have a mental illness. It's something I deal with every day and I've talked about before. I've talked about how because the majority of people act a certain way then it is considered "normal" and becomes the "social norm." Anything different is deviant and not always accepted. Let's explore the concept ( Read more... )

My manners are still intact. Which is a good thing ( Read more... )

The re-reading is going smoothly. The beginning of the reading was hard but the end of it was one of the bright moments in the manuscript. So I ended a little early... on a high note. I feel good about that. I really have enjoyed the re-read, despite the content. I didn't make nearly as many mistakes as I thought I did. I made 7 mistakes in 15 ( Read more... )

My parents have been gone for 2 weeks almost. closer to a week and a half. And they won't be back for another two and a half weeks. During those weeks, I will have to refill 3 week long pill caddies. And these aren't small ones either. This is medication for a type II diabetic who is controlled by insulin because she refuses to change the way she ( Read more... )

Straight people laughing at gay humor stereotypes. When we, as gays men (and I'll include bi men for friendship sake, and they kinda get it but walk a fine line), laugh at a stereotype it's fine. Because we're poking fun at ourselves. But when straight people laugh then they're laughing at us. That just upsets me.

...does anyone else think it's odd that we don't have revolutions like we used to? We just put up with the same BS until there's a natural disaster or there's someone who has to answer for some fraud or scheme? We don't stop shit before it happens anymore. We're reactionary not proactive. And given the state of the planet, we need to be a little ( Read more... )

It's times like this that I wish I had J**. Well, it makes me with I had Second John. It would be our second July 4th. He'd make a picnic basket (and It'd be a real picnic basket) and we'd go to this place only a few people knew about and we'd sit out under the stars and watch fireworks and drink wine. Then we'd go home and make love. One of the ( Read more... )

And to top it all off, my brother is engaged to someone he's known for 4 months and lives 6 hour drive away from. They've been on 4-5 dates and they're already getting married. I have been talking to J** for 4 years and he live 6 hours (by plane) from me and that can't work out? I am gonna kill myself. I just can't get a single bit of happiness ( Read more... )

Now my muse has left me. J** wasn't my muse by any means. He didn't inspire any of the stories I wrote but whatever my muse was, it's gone. When not in bed I've sat at this computer trying to think of how to start the next story. A simple story of a night out. I've had plenty of nights out to inspire me! Some of them some very good stories. But I, ( Read more... )