So It Goes ...
See more » Quotidian
My beloved Alex is feeling flush with creativity and writing new music (and wasting time* creating game levels).
Her HRT is going well, her family life seemingly better than ever.
Emotionally I’m mostly dead. It is only by exerting sheer will power - something I’m not superabundantly supplied with - that I bring myself to do anything useful. The house is mostly in an embodiment of entropy.
Why? I don’t know. The residual effects of Charles’ death in my dining room should be long gone. Perhaps the emotional battering crippled me in a way I’ve yet to discern.
Or the never ending fight to survive financially - the real legacy of five years of love gone horrifically wrong - wears me down.
Alex will be back by the end of the year. While I don’t think her absense is the cause, the pleasure of her presence should be a palliative if not a cure.
( * Oops! Sorry honey if you saw that … )Warning: include(/home/edifying/public_html/pansexualsodomite//common/individual.php): failed to open stream: No such file or directory in /home/richardlee/domains/pansexualsodomite.org/public_html/archives/quotidian/so_it_goes_.php on line 70 Warning: include(): Failed opening '/home/edifying/public_html/pansexualsodomite//common/individual.php' for inclusion (include_path='.:/usr/lib/php') in /home/richardlee/domains/pansexualsodomite.org/public_html/archives/quotidian/so_it_goes_.php on line 70