I have been doing a wrap up of sorts, and while I cannot forgive that younger me of being ignorant of his neurology, I can mourn the relationship experiences that he denied himself and thank him for his resilience to forge the person I am. Yet I hate pondering the past as there are always lies waiting to slap me in the face.
So, while I ponder how fortunate I have been in the loving relationship with my spouse, beyond what many have experienced, an unsatisfied voice whispers in my ear "You never were desired by any woman." Going through heart surgery with such a focus on my mortality, and I am more susceptible to such lies, when there may be little time left, or a fear of being bereft of my spouse and reverting back to that sad, lonely, creature I was. WHY DOES MY MIND GO THERE? There is every indication from my interactions with the people I have come to like in the bike club and elsewhere that I am not unnoticed. I am not incomplete. My experiences since rebuilding myself, experiences with my spouse, have shown me to be a complete, interesting, accepting and loving person. I need to silence those nasty voices that want to hurt me.
So, while I ponder how fortunate I have been in the loving relationship with my spouse, beyond what many have experienced, an unsatisfied voice whispers in my ear "You never were desired by any woman." Going through heart surgery with such a focus on my mortality, and I am more susceptible to such lies, when there may be little time left, or a fear of being bereft of my spouse and reverting back to that sad, lonely, creature I was. WHY DOES MY MIND GO THERE? There is every indication from my interactions with the people I have come to like in the bike club and elsewhere that I am not unnoticed. I am not incomplete. My experiences since rebuilding myself, experiences with my spouse, have shown me to be a complete, interesting, accepting and loving person. I need to silence those nasty voices that want to hurt me.
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