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The surgeon told me that once she removed my girl plumbing, I'd be way safer from cancer in the future but I would go into medical menopause immediately. We're supposed to wait and see what that looks like because if I somehow don't need hormone therapy then that helps guard against future cancer too.

So far, though, it's looking like I need me some damn something. I mean: damn.

I am as mouthy as a tipsy delinquent.

Then comes the regret and the weeping.

HALP.

Also: unfollowing people all over on Dark Matters' twitter because everything offends me.

ME!

What the? Why, you! I oughtta!

On the flipside, my brain working different isn't ALL horror. I've suddenly decided life's too short, etc, and am planning trips all summer to chill w/loved ones. Also: realized I must be less of a bastard to my dad. And I'm finally buying Misha the Rescue Kitty a Thundershirt to see if it'll help with her thing about thunder. People swear by 'em.

So I don't know what the hell is going to happen next but apparently this is menopause.

Will I still love porn?

IDEK