There was always something else underneath, something that messed with my brain for a long time; ‘pleasure’ was sort of off limits.
I lost my sexuality for a year. A love letter to Eroticon. I’ve just spent a year living through hell. I wish that was an exaggeration. 12 months of insidious pain, climaxing in a 12-day hospital stay, and a bunch more daily meds with powerful side effects. I’m not cured – there’s a chance I may get worse, but either…