Apr 20, 2008 01:54
A series of incidents within the past fortnight has left me gasping for air.
A meetup with an old friend to buy Mariahs' E=MC2 CD together turned out to be a slightly sobering reunion. Having had a series of casual sexual encounters left my friend with genital warts... on the anus! The darn thing - the fling he had caught it from obviously knew about his condition but did not bother to stop having casual flings. And thus the sexual encounter sealed my friend's fate. Though he is undergoing regular treatment at DSC clinic, he carries the virus in his blood forever. Casual sex is one thing, but the sheer irresponsibility of not passing your diseases around is another. How incredulous the situation is!
In the same breath, TSO (the significant other) has become somewhat of a recluse, and I'm being shut out.
*the rest are edited out... for TSO's sake*
In another breath, a friend has very quickly come out of the closet, and now fallen in love. Ok, this has nothing to do with anything but he's just been irritating me with his "i'm soooo in love so you can't touch me" attitude, which personally I don't like using as a trump card to throw into anyone's face.
I think I so need to release my tangled emotions and rediscover my balance.
Give me my *Halcyon days please.
*p/s: Thanks to D for loaning that word!