Somebody tell me to stop letting my pure-ocd anxieties get in the way of me enjoying a healthy sex life with my long term partner. My latest rumination is an irrational fear that maybe sex is irresponsible because there’s a 1% chance she might get pregnant. That, and a bunch of other stupid intrusive thoughts making me obsess over all the potential outcomes. Ffs
Hungover out of my skull, apologies for venting on here, proper cringeworthy. Off for an inaugural practise with my new grunge band. Pure Nirvana rips, but just for a laugh really. Then Krautrock Karaoke t’night I suppose.
Watched a lot of games of rugby today, and Strade Bianche bike race. Also done a booze run for later. Awaiting visitors and the walking, pizzer and beer