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Today I live one of my greatest fears – being homeless.
No, it is not something I wanted or planned for. I can only say that I promised myself that I would not suffer abuse from anyone anymore, and that continued abuse, whether physical, verbal, emotional or pyschological will not be tolerated by me.
It has been about a week since I left, but honestly I don’t know, I have lost track of time.
And from my point of view it all sucks.
Of course, I could have stayed and continue to take the abuse.
But then if I did, I would look less like a man and more and more like a kicked dog, flinching and cowardly tuck my tail between my legs, to surrender my balls without an expression of opposition or opinion.
But the worst part is, my former best friend claims she does not know why I left.
I know I have a weak resolve on a lot of things, (especially sex). Now I’m going to find that resolve.
And hang on….