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I never wrote here how much I loathed the earth when I found out I have PCOS. Everything really went downhill the moment that bomb exploded; that was like at beginning of the year, challenging my ass if I could take an inconvenience in life. Fast forward to today still on quarantine and recently stopped taking pills without any direct orders from my doctor (it’s hard to set an appointment hehe + I don’t want to harm my family and take the risk of getting covid). I feel somehow a bit incomplete with the sudden withdrawal of the pill the I took for 6 months every 10 pm. It’s just a matter of time when my feelings will scatter all over again and it just so happens that it starts today.
I’ve been daydreaming lately of the ideal partner that I’d like to have in this lifetime. I have a long list of the characteristics the appeal to me but surely this one always stands out, it’s huge bonus if he knows how to bake. I mean wouldn’t it be cute to knead bread together? But that’s just my illusion really.















