My condition has stabilized these days. I wake up at four or five o’clock every day, and then two hours of moderate depression. I go to work with a stupid head. I have an hour of anxiety at noon. I go home for dinner exhausted at night. Life has no fun. Even in my “awake” night, I don’t want to wake up the next day. Why don’t I have the problem of sleepiness? How do you convince yourself to face every day?
I had a weak loser tonight. I had premature ejaculation, low pleasure and barely had an erection. My little cock is so pale that I don’t want to see it anymore. If only I were a girl.
I once read that a marine who got PFS refused to go home and chose to live alone. I think I also want to live this life
More interestingly, a girl expressed her love to me, ， She may be back in nine months
I try to focus on the things I can control, and try to ignore things I cannot.
Great advice just for life in general.