Hi.
My friends said it might help to have somewhere to- talk? About everything? I don't know. This is a last-ditch attempt at some sort of recovery.
My name is Marvin Cohen, I'm 45 years old, and 3 months ago- I lost my boyfriend, Whizzer Brown.
Yes, boyfriend. Don't like it? Fucking leave.
My friend Charlotte says that a new illness called "GRID" weakened his immune system and- yeah. She's a doctor, so I'm taking her word for it.
This blog is for me to just- talk. I guess. Talk about him. Talk about memories. Talk about the (frequent) bad days and the (rare) good ones.
I'll answer any asks that people may have, but I don't really know what questions there could be, so.
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