Well, that last post was horrible. My life, I’m in the centre of a shit storm right now but I’m ok. Here’s where I’m at. I need to see my psychiatrist tomorrow. The Klonopin withdrawal isn’t happening, the stress levels have gotten so bad for various reasons that I simply can’t function. Bravery alone isn’t going to get me thru this detox so we need to have a chat with the professionals. I have to admit I can’t handle this on my own. My blood pressure alone is at stroke and heart attack levels from stress and I can’t keep a stiff upper lip and keep detoxing like a good boy. I’m defeated here at this battle for the moment. the rest of my battles, the ones that are the cause of all the chaos and stress will take weeks and months to play out. I’m gonna take a few days to visit my sister, eat pizza, do some laundry at her house (yay! Free laundry!) I’m suffering from too much isolation at this point. I need to see family, and family dogs and cats! PMO is the least of my worries. I’ve got to many irons in the fire to worry about my penis at the moment. My penis is taking a sabbatical! I’ll let you know if it gets back in touch with me, we haven’t chatted lately.