Sunday, January 29, 2012
My boyfriend stayed the night, but as usual nothing happened. At night he is too drunk and in the morning I'm anything but 'in the mood'. I want my coffee, my usual morning ritual with the computer, and then breakfast. It was already like that before I started on that antidepressant, and with the antidepressant it has only become worse. It totally killed my libido.
What didn't help, was the fact that the sweater he was wearing, smelled like a hobo. I work at the homeless paper in Amsterdam, so if there is anybody who knows what a hobo smells like, it's me. I know I don't always shower when I should, but I don't think I ever let it get that bad. He couldn't smell it himself either though, and who knows....
Time for some measurement taking and goal setting.