so this is the big update.
my mim's visit went well. thought she would never put down the camera. she couldn't believe the weather was so nice out here since it's still blisteringly hot back in knob. it was great to have her around, i missed her so much. cried like a baby went she left.
this is about my period and such, you might not want to read it.
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i was on my period for three weeks, it sucked royally. it finally stopped last wednesday. so went to the doctor and they ordered blood work (to see if my hormones were at normal levels) and an ultrasound and trans-vaginal ultrasound. the blood work turned up normal and i got a call this morning that said the ultrasound didn't turn up anything either but that the doctor would refer me to a gyno if i wanted but he made it sound like he didn't think i needed the referral. fuck yes i need the referral. jesus christ, i was on my fucking period for THREE WEEKS! i sure as hell want to know what caused it because i don't want that shit happening ever again. ugh. doctors.
this is about my sex life and such, you might not want to read it.
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because i was on my period my boyfriend and i were not having sex. i don't see anything wrong with having sex on my period but he is kind of squeamish so i tried not to care that i went from having sex all the damn time to having no sex at all. needless to say that after three weeks of getting no booty he broke down and gave it a shot. not so bad. a couple days later when i went to see the doctor he told be to stop taking my birth control to see if it was throwing my hormones out of whack. great, so i just got the boy to fuck me and now i have to tell him the fun is over and if we want to have sex we must use condoms. he was less than thrilled. not having sex as often as usual is killing me. i like sex. i like sex often. the only good thing to come out of this horribly frustrating situation is that i discovered a hidden love of buttsecks. for the first time in my little life i'm having non-painful and non-pressure induced anal sex. it's great.
this is about my mental health.
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i've been seeing a therapist for a little over a month now and it's still going pretty good. there are days when i can't get over the fact that i'm essentially paying someone to coax me into talking about really awkward things i don't want to talk about. finally got myself in to see a shrink. the shink, dr. winston, says he doesn't think i'm bipolar and maybe that's why all the meds i've ever been on don't work worth a damn. he thinks i have borderline personality disorder. whatever the fuck that means. it all amounts to the fact that he gave me meds to help me sleep and that is all. no antidepressants, no mood stabilizers. nada. when i saw my therapist this week he asked how it went with the shrink and i told him. he seemed horrified that the shrink didn't give me anything to help alleviate the crushing depressive state i've been in since all this business started with my period and such. so i signed some paper that allows them to disclose information between the two of them. so i guess i will find out next week if and or what they talked about. the stress is getting to me as usual.
this is about my living situation and work.
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vic and i have decided that we are going to live together which is pretty fucking awesome. i have to move off base by the first of december. work is all drama and i'm not getting enough hours. bitches.
