Real Life Jef

Here I am, a man of my age asking what is the point of it all? Some people spend their lives geared towards that ever so short moments of ecstasy, release and helplessness. Some people tie it up impossibly with romance. Others place a price on it. Can one have it without altering your soul irrevocably? No. Can you have Sex without Love? Yes. Having it without some measure of regret is another question. At what point does logic end and the instinctive, reptile part of the brain takes over?

I'm still trying to get my head around it all. I know I need it, at times I crave it. I suffer for it and I work towards it. Why is it such a driving factor in my life? Why do I think that if I had my testes removed, it would solve all the deep seated problems in my life?

Adulthood is a strange beast. Who can readily say they know it all? I'm only just discovering this part of my life as I move from crippling depression to a level of confident self-assuredness. A path is before me which I know will take me where I need to go. I just hope I can find what I want and what I need.