Missing the Fun Times

Missing the Fun Times

11-24-11

I wonder what its like to have fun.. I mean, the Richard Cheese concert was fun. I have fun with my girlfriend... But I used to have fun all the time. Now, it's mostly misery with little bits of fun.

 I guess this is what is being an adult is like... or maybe just an adult with MS. I am not sure if I find that acceptable. I have to look into what I can do to change that. Life has become a drag and MS is the **ONLY** reason for it to be a drag.

I mean, come on, I have wonderful significant others who love and care for me, who are willing to put up with my bullshit, especially while I am on the steroids, because let's face facts, I am a total fucking bitch right now.... more than normal. Sure, the MS is fucking my life up, and the ensuing bills of a medical nature are piling up while the hospitals treat me like shit and the treatments fill me with poison, but you know, I have to learn how to look at it all as just a thing. Because it *is* just a thing.

For fucks sake, I AM NOT MS. No matter how much it seems like it right now while I am riding high on the solumedrol, unable to actually *do* anything... unable to actually sleep and rest properly... All I can do is think, and thinking is dangerous.

Some of you may remember this post as a series of posting from my fetlife. That's because it was. It was something I decided to share with the rest of the class, too.