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You have no doubt seen or heard the commercials: "Where does depression hurt? EVERYWHERE. Who does depression hurt? EVERYONE." Mental illnesses can consume you, take over your entire life and hurt everyone around you if you let it. I am no exception.

My life feels like I am stuck riding on a rollercoaster in the middle of a hurricane. I have ups and downs, and I have left a path of destruction in my wake. My sanity dangles on a tiny fragile string, and through this blog I am giving the world a look into my broken mind and my unstable life.

In the end, I am just a girl trying to maintain my sanity in a candy-coated world of misery. Here you'll get a glimpse at just how true those commercials are. Keep your arms and legs inside the blog at all times, hold on tight, and prepare yourself for a very bumpy ride ...

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

7 months without sex

It's officially been over 7 months since I began my "fast" from sexual activity. It started out as a 100-day long joke, and it has transformed into a lifestyle change.

I'm proud of myself for sticking to it, and even more proud of myself for being able to say ...


... to all the people who said I wouldn't even make it 7 days.

Ok, so on a serious note... My younger brother and I were actually watching the Tyra Banks show the other day, and she had Dr. Drew on it talking about his new show about sex addiction. It was really odd to watch it with my 24-year-old brother who is totally virginal and innocent (by choice), but I think it actually made him understand me a little better, or I hope it did.

He's never understood why I always go from one relationship to another or why I'm always cheating on my boyfriends, but the show was talking about how many people who were abused in their childhoods end up being like me relationship-wise. He asked if that was true, and I said that it almost always seems to be at the root of sexual addictions or addictions to love. I think he finally made the connection between the child abuse from our father and my sexual promiscuity.

Later in the day I made a comment to him in front of my mom about how I took my mom with me a couple times when I was buying pregnancy tests in the past. My brother assumed it was when I was in high school, and I quickly disputed that by saying: "Hey, I wasn't a slut in high school... I waited until college to become one." I thought my mom was going to die laughing. At least I can make jokes about it now, right?


3 comments:

Sheri said...

Good for you!

Borderline Lil said...

Seems like this has been a really positive time for you, and yes - it's wonderful and amazing what you can laugh about! Great work, great post

Jodi said...

Congratulations, breaking away from anything that is an awful habit is very hard. You have proven to yourself that you can do it. Be proud and hold your head high.

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