Xanthia's MS Life

So that guy I was dating, I told him I had MS. He doesn't want to date me anymore. (This was a guy who was willing to drive all the way from Wisconsin just to have dinner with me and I hadn't even slept with him!) Now he wasn't clear why and I'm quite certain it could be any number of reasons, for example, it could be that he's just not that into me or that he would rather jerk off to internet porn than spend real face time with a hot, nubile blonde (I'm talking about me people! jeez) But it does make me wonder if my telling him about the MS influenced his decision. Regardless of his reasons, this experience has helped make up my mind about divulging that information too soon. I'm staying in the MS closet where it's safe and warm and I'm not coming out until I'm certain the guy is hopelessly smitten cuz baby, it's cold outside.

And switching gears for a moment - I gave myself a Rebif shot in the stomach the other day. You heard me, I stuck a needle - in my stomach. You should try it! It's not as bad as it sounds. Hurts less than the one in my ass did.