Ron has an infected tooth

I spent the last two hours in bed hugging, rubbing, cuddling, pressed tight to, and comforting Ron as he slept.  He recently had two infected upper teeth, one was a wisdom tooth that was in sideways.  Now he has a lower wisdom tooth that is infected.  It has been really painful for him and he has not been sleeping at night.  He has an appointment at 8 am to have it pulled.  When he told me he needed to go to bed and how tired he was, then asked me to come down and hold him, how could I refuse?  It has put me behind on everything, but he feels so much better.  We just got up and I made him a cup of coffee.  Randy bought us a coffee machine that lets us do one cup at a time with regular coffee grounds.  As I am not drinking coffee any more Ron loves the machine.   Hugs.  Scottie

I am struggling with nightmares of something I don’t know if I should share with you.

There is something that has been preying on my mind and it is effecting my sleep and my day, every day.   It is not critical yet.  I started the post then sent it to draft.  The issue is my memories of two of the methods used to punish me when I was 3 until the family moved about when I turned 7 years old.   It is painful to think of and I know it will be even more painful for those who read it who did not live my childhood.  I started a post and then shoved it into drafts until I could decide to publish it. 

Here is the thing.  I have come to care about my viewers, and I really have learned to care about people, all people, every person in some way since my miserable childhood.  I have learned to see most people as good, and learned the hard way to recognize those that are not.     I try to find the best in people, try to find a way to understand them. 

I know if I write out what is inside me, it will hurt people, the people who come here.   I have even hesitated to put it on the Male Survivor forums I belong to as there are a bunch of new people struggling and I don’t want to trigger them.  I reached out to a good online friend there who had been pimped out all his childhood, professionally from 9 until 24 when he ran away.  Like me right from his earliest memories after being adopted he was abused and sexualized.  I asked him if he thinks I should write it and post it.  I will look for his response tomorrow.   

But while I may put it there, the question I have is should I put it here.   There are new people here also, and there are new authors, Ali and Randy.  Their followers may be shocked by what my childhood was and leave the viewership.  I am confused, I am hurting, and I am struggling with this.   I always used my blogs before to tell of my abuse before I even told Ron about them.  But now I am torn.  I want to get this out, yet I want to protect people.  

Ok wonderful people who come here and read our posts.  What do you think, please be honest.  Should I write what I am feeling, what is bothering me here, or try to keep it bottled up inside me and maybe only share it there on MS?  Thanks.  I do care about each of you.  Best wishes and / or Hugs as you prefer.  Scottie

I should explain

Hello Everyone.  As everyone knows my blog means a lot to me, I have used blogging the friends it brought me as a help against all the bad memories I have in my life.  But for the last three weeks I couldn’t really do the blog and today at nearly 1 pm, after being at the computer since 3:30 am, I am just now starting to get to the comments I love.  

I went to bed yesterday after a grand meal of a steak and large salad.  Even though I did not finish all the steak but did eat the entire salad is because I just don’t eat like I use to, I now eat like an older person.  But it was great and grand.  But after, I went to bed about four pm.  

I woke on and off until 1:30.  I tried to go back to sleep but at 3 am Ron’s rescue cat tummy feed me alarm went off so I got up to feed him.  At 3:30 I got to my computers.  Then I went to the Male survivor site.  I found I had several private messages and a bunch of replies to what I wrote before.  Plus there were 20 more posts.  I read them and replied to those I had something to add to the thread.  Plus it is not just one person, every person is adding their thoughts and we all add our responses to them.  It took me until 10 am this morning to clear it all out.  Then I had to lay down and I slept for an hour and half.  

When I got up, I went to the admin on my blog and checked the posts from Ali and Randy.  I set them up in tabs to like, add comments to, or just read.  I love that both Ail and Randy are adding their thoughts here.  First it makes sure there is content when I can not get to it, and second what they both post is their ideas, their concerns, and different from what I might post.  As Ron says it broadens the blog to give a far more diverse reason for people to come visit.   Not to steal from the Christian or other holy books, but I looked on it and find it good.   😛😀😁😍😎

I have been feeling dragged out and tired.  But I am hoping as the cold fades and I have more energy I can do better at handling both the blog and the other sites.  I hate the feeling that there is simply not enough of me, and both Ron and Randy are worried about the time I am spending on the abuse site, immersed in others abuse and reliving mine.  They are afraid it will cause me a relapse into depression on my own abuse.  Yes it is possible I have already had bad dreams and been fighting that at night.   

One guy was abducted at age 7, tortured and abused to be made a sex toy for a cult leader.  Scary stuff, after a few years he was rescued, but still finds himself hitting himself if he doesn’t refer to the guy who abused him as master.  He hits himself before he can stop it. Then he simply gave himself to anyone who demanded it or told him to please him. As a teen and young adult he simply lived in a house with no clothing thinking he had a boyfriend who loved him, but instead the guy would invite friends over and they used him when ever they felt like it.   He got to the point that no matter what he was doing guys who were friends with his “boyfriend” simply would grab him and fuck him or tell him to drop down to suck them off.  I understand the trained behavior, I was trained to it also.  But most of mine stopped when the hell spawn left the house, only the adults were left to use me and occasionally the hell spawn came back or took me to their home to service them.  One took me out in his semi and forced me to “please” him when he parked in a truck stop.  I was an adult maybe 26 and still had not learned to tell them no.  I never went out in his truck again no matter how much he tried to get me to.   

The victim and I spend hours talking, writing back and forth.  He wants more like a video call or phone call, but I have explained to him those things trigger me.   Even now at 61 there are only two people in my life I feel comfortable / OK talking to on the phone, I still resonate with the beatings to never touch a phone as a child.  I do much better on a computer or video app on the phone like FaceTime, because I don’t have to look like I am holding a phone to myself, getting open for an angry beating.  But with ear buds it works also. 

So right now I am tired.  Again, I am going to lay down a few minutes because I can not finish this, my eyes are crossing.  Yhrrn —————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Several hours later …   I just got up.   What happened is along with my normal medication I took a med my doctor wanted me to try that is also given to MS patients.  Ron has it at a much smaller dose.  He wanted me to try it with my other when my muscles hurt or spasms more than I could stand with my regular medication.  I took a half one.  When it kicked in, my eyes crossed and I felt so tired, needing to lay down.  Once the med cleared my system after a few hours I feel fine again but I will say my pain and spasms are much better.  I got so foggy I wrote the last above the line before I went to bed.  I decided to leave it in.   

So the day is gone by, I have not posted or replied to comments, I have not helped Ron much around the house.  I plan to make a sauce tomorrow.  I did not even post my meme post this week, but I have not added to it in four days until today.  So I think I will hold it a few days, or at least until tomorrow afternoon.  

I thank everyone for hanging on here, to listening to me, Ali, or Randy.  I feel so much better since I got up, I am going to go to the blog and reply to comments that are there I have not lost yet.  As always to those who posted a comment I missed, reposted it or use my email listed to get my attention to it.  Know I love you.  This is a minor hiccup that is going to work itself out soon.   Hugs.  Scottie

 

 

Sorry I have been gone all day yesterday and most of today. Please let me explain.

So the other day I was so tired I couldn’t function.  Ron got home after driving straight through to get home that night, so I was up until midnight after getting up at 3 am the morning before.   So I was in no shape to blog.  So I spent the day with my hubby after he got home from being on a long trip to bury his brother and seeing his family.  Then I got up this morning at 3 am, and after feeding the cats I went on the MS site I always check first.  I have been sharing and helping others on the site and have started to get quite a few doing private chats with me.  They say I am kind, caring, and nice to talk to … I will take it.  

But just before I was to get off there and go to my blog, a guy showed up blaming his once … unwanted … blow job from a man overturning his entire life and now he is anti gay people, rainbow flags, pride, and any showing of gays in society because they are all abusers and child molesters.  He went on at length about how abusive and dysfunctional gay people were, how they were flaunting themselves in an abusive way in society, so on and so on.  Remember he is in a site for males abused as children sexually and in other ways.  

Anyone who knows me knows I can not resist such shit.  He threatened right in his first post that if people said he needed therapy, he was bi or searching, or that he was a bigot then he was gone.  I was like OK.  I answered every paragraph he wrote, telling him he needed help professionally on some, telling him that because he says he now had thoughts of sex with men that he might be seeking and should again talk to professionals about it, as that is not the way sexual assaults work.  One forced blow job doesn’t make a man who only thought of women before gay.  I called out his bigotry when he posted how gays were now in schools with rainbow stickers to make kids gay.  I even outright asked him if he was a troll.   We will see.  But I have been there on that site since basically 3 am to now nearly 1 pm.   I am going to skip posts and go right to comments.  Again like always if I missed your comment because it dropped off the list please resubmit it, I will do my best to reply.   Hugs Scottie

I Am

I am so incredibly tired.  I am still suffering under the cold and yet have to set my alarms for 6 pm as then I have to give the cats their medications.  I will talk later and do more comments.  But I could barely eat half my supper / lunch.  Night.  Hugs.  Scottie

I am done for the day. Sorry

Ron’s rescue cat howled between 2:30 and 3 am until I dragged my sleepy butt out of bed and fed him.  Then he went back to bed.  I couldn’t.  I have to stay up for another hour until the sheets I washed due to said cat dry.  Then I will lay down.  I will try to get that cat in by 6 for the night, so I can go to bed.   But I am done with news, angry with the democrats, and want to just watch Picard for an hour or so.  I want to relax as I am very tired.   See you tomorrow.  Hugs.  Scottie

More cold update

Some good news for a change.  My cold is better, and I feel a little better.  I woke up at 1:30 and first time in at least a week.  I could swallow this morning even though my throat is still sore, it is not as bad as it has been.   I have to go out and get some things and when I get back I hope to try posting some stuff.   My mind is slowly clearing.  Again thanks to Ali and Randy for keeping new things on the blog letting me rest and just watch videos.  Videos are easier to understand when sick, and they are so much easier to post.  I hope in a few days to be back up to full speed.  Hugs.  Scottie

cold update

I feel so crappy and just want to go to bed.  But I can’t because Tupac peed as he was sleeping so I am washing them.  Dang it.  I hate feeling sick.  Hugs.  Scottie

A cold update

It looks like I am not going to die, I just feel like it.  I am slowly oh so slowly feeling a bit better.  I am still bringing up yellow phlegm and the sore throat is madding.   Bad thing is last night I did not sleep all night.  I went to bed at 6 pm, and slept until midnight.  Woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep.  Tupac peed the bed again.  So as bad as I feel, I am working to strip the bed, wash the sheets, remake the bed.  I hope to get back to posting soon.   Hugs.  

My cold update

After taking the nighttime sleep medication, I slept.  But I woke up this morning my throat so sore I could hardly breathe and I couldn’t swallow.  I took daytime medication.  I am very tired, sick to my stomach, temperature going from way too hot to freezing cold having chills.  Hugs.  Scottie