Hard headed men make me angry.
Well, scratch that; let’s kill the generalization. Hard headed people make me angry but bull headed men frustrate me. Yes, there is a difference; and it seems to be all I encounter.
I know I know, I have room to talk. I’m not exactly the best at listening or comprehension, but I don’t mind having a soft bottom, I didn’t think boys would but you never know what many are into now days.
My journey thus far in kink and PE has made an exceedingly frustrating halt. That’s a conversation for later.
My exploration of people however seems to be never ending but now even that is getting frustrating. There’s a lot of good eggs in there don’t worry, even if they have some cracks in them.
But now I’ve made it to a point where I’m confused and questioning everything I do.
Before I continue, I’m doing great; health is priority; back into weight lifting and your girl is getting strong all on her own. No surgery in the horizon just a lot of neurological monitoring.
As for my personal life, I feel like I am lost and scrambling, trying to connect to many different avenues. School is getting close to ending. I’m still sort of alone-ish (again, another story for a different day). Just a lot of imbalance everywhere. So, it’s a conscious effort to not cause mischief or wriggle my way back into situations that I know won’t be fruitful, just because they’re fun for a week.
I don’t know, everything is just so utterly boring. And when I get bored, nothing good almost NEVER comes out of it.
~B?️
