All Good Things...
This will be my last post. I'm done with this crap. I sit here on my phone watching others' lives go by and envying them. It's even worse when it's people you know. You only see the highlights. The bright spots. Man, those bright spots look so good right now. I wish it was me. This little blog of mine no longer fulfills any need I have. What was started as a way of escape from a sexually frustrating relationship, then turned into a place to indulge my narcissism. And lastly as the place I went crying out for attention, hoping someone who mattered would see them. It's sad. My libido is all but nonexistent now because of my medication and probably some issues I brought on myself. I see the narcissism and envy that social media creates, and I was one the worst offenders. That's no longer me, I'm no longer 'Designer Cub'. Shit, with the grey hairs coming in, the lines on my face, and the worn down looks of someone who's used to hearing bad news, I'm hardly a cub anymore. It's not like anyone actually cared anyway. I hate being so lonely, but I guess it's just time to deal with it. This stage of my life is done.
