after not having contacted me in over a year, George randomly showed up. he brought me ice cram, chocolate, incense, a candle and wine. he didn’t stay long. i didn’t make him feel real comfortable after acting like such a jackass.
I have a degenerative nerve disease that’s killing me and is reaching the final stages. i’ve kept extensive journals since before i was diagnosed with RSD and my pain doc suggested i keep an online diary about it.
i don’t want to be contacted by people i used to know. you all abandoned me when i needed you, so i don’t need you now.