Oct
22
Derek
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I hadn’t been feeling very sexual since the diagnosis. Sex was the last thing on my mind actually. I felt defective and didn’t want to be touched.
Saturday night, I was getting drunk and stoned off my ass (isn’t escapism grand?). Derek called and wanted to come over. I let him, but told him I wasn’t in the mood for sex. He said that was okay. So anyways, we talked and smoked a bowl.
He told me that he wanted to see me because he was moving to Los Angeles soon. The movie he was working on (”Isolation”) was purchased and they wanted him to come out and start working on some other projects. I’m happy for him. His dreams are coming true.
I didn’t want to be a downer, but he could tell that something was wrong with me. I think he had expected me to be upset because he was moving. I finally told him about the diagnosis and he tried to comfort me for awhile, I thought it was really sweet.
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