“I have a little bump inside my mouth, like a blister. Like a nursing blister,” I told my spouse. I thought about friction and tender tissues. “Maybe I sucked your dick too much,” I continued. “No, you didn’t suck my dick too much,” my spouse said. Then we laughed and laughed. nursing blister I’ve never
Dear one, I want to tell you that paranoia makes sense. I’m not making a mistake exactly. I’m seeing what’s there after being gaslit by culture. The contrast between the truth and the official word is whiplashing. Like when my mom died. It’s bad enough to lose someone I need and all that entails–her unfathomable