nccotus

various pud damage issues in my life leaving me with a bad nerve in my clitoris and ultimately a persistent clitoral erection left me feeling like I had a crude clitorectomy. Or that is how I expressed it to a woman my age with MPD (multiple personality disorder) on a psych ward here in Reading back in the late 1990’s.

and I often expressed a sympatico with Black African woman who right up to this moment routinely exercise routine clitorectomy of young African girls and I wonder what happens when the procedure goes amiss.

I have heard it said that these women are so gentle and pure.

I can’t say that about myself. My damage led me to ill.

I had rage reactions. And I have a seizure disorder that crops up occasionally, like, every few months when things get super stressed, as happened an hour ago when I first tried to put up this post!

in recent years I woke up in the morning on a psych ward with the feeling that I had just been catheterized, no urine in my bladder and the pain in my urethra that was routine was all gone. Since then my torment has been relieved. I don’t know what happened there. I theorized that aliens could have morphed me out of there and done something to help me with my agony. At this point I have no sexuality whatsoever. I steer clear of men and women alike. That happened about a year and half ago, maybe longer. I am more gentle and pure. There is the echo of a persistent clitoral erection but it doesn’t interfere any more. Like when you lose your leg and you still feel like your foot itches.