Ever since getting PFS in September, it feels like time has stopped basically. Feels like the last two months have gone by in a fog, and I barely even remember anything from them. It’s as if I’m just living one long day instead of living normally, day by day as others do. Also I often can’t remember things like dates, or what day of the week it is. Tragic really.
Sorry if this post sounds kinda strange, I suck at explaining things. Not to mention my fin induced mental issues make it really hard for me to write things. While I’ve seen some great progress on the sexual side, the mental sides are way worse imo.