Return of the Maque

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I had a very happy Purim.  Many important principles were confirmed for me.  I understand very well now, to question my motivation, but not my instincts.  My friends know the sordid details of my wild weekend already, which I’m not going to share with the rest of the world.  The stuff that other readers should know though is that I’m fine and so over Papa II that I’ve dropped the middle man in the getting my stuff back.  I sent him an SMS that he could bring it by whenever he has the chance.  He said he would, but then, he said a lot of things…

Again, much, much credit for my wellness has to go to the guys at a certain blog.  Aside of helping me to rediscover and improve my feminine side, they’ve made my masculine side a better “man” in crucial ways too.  In a strange sense, I think my inner “man” helps to heal my inner woman.  He certainly came in handy this past weekend.

For the first time in my life, I didn’t have to be basically forced to be vulnerable.  I admitted to the actual guy I wanted, to being horny, a bit desperate, and quite easy, though focused on a particular target.  Remarkably (to me anyway) this did not result in immediate rejection or mistreatment as the night wore on.  My honesty was actually appreciated.

I have no idea what the results will be sexually or emotionally in the cold and sober light of day, but I’m optimistic.  I’m going to clean my room, shave every day just in case, and definitely not sit in my room waiting for the Dick Fairy to bless me or something.

In summary, I’ve gone from Rehab to Return of the Mack in one weekend.

…as soon as I recover from three nights in a row of drinking anyway.  I am so not looking forward to tomorrow’s workout.

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