In Repair

The blog format hasn't really kept up to date with technology. I reblog on Tumblr easily enough - but that's been entirely porn. If you're looking for updates on my life I guess this is the place.

My grandma passed. I started taking pills to make me happy. I just accepted a better paying job with a new company. I'm leagues away from where I wanted to be in my life - but I guess that's life.

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans" - John Lennon.

It is very hard for me to keep up with a blog when the phone app is sort of garbage. I will try harder to keep my wits about me so I can post here.

I was contacted by an online periodical who wants to do a feature on me. For the life of me I cannot figure why - I haven't succeeded at anything I had set out to. Well, except my gender. I pretty much rocked that.

How's my pussy, you ask? GREAT. I'm healed up nice and I dilate once a day now with the largest dilator. I haven't had sex yet - can you imagine, no sex for a year? But since I'm basically a husk that exists to ferry my daughter back and forth and work to pay bills and child support I honestly haven't been able to connect with a human being that I'm interested in. I think I'm done with the random sex with strangers thing - they aren't worth my time.

The hormone drop plummeted my sex drive and pairing that with depression I sort of vanished from my own self. I don't chat much don't do anything much anymore. I don't really care, either. I needed help and the internet gave precisely no shits. I'm pretty much done with the thing.