Facebook temporarily locked my account a couple of days ago, and yesterday they complained that two of my journal posts in my newest group which was private and initially for my eyes only went against their community “guidelines.” So I killed that group and managed to kill the first one that Tammy the termite was a member of as well. I’m not going to play their fucking games. They make groups, pages, and creating photo albums a real bitch that’s just not worth dealing with.

I’ve got a sad update regarding Steve. Around the time I tried to contact him but couldn’t get through the rude bitch that answered, I sent a message to another guy with the same last name. This morning I awoke to find a message from a Mark H saying that Steve was his brother and he passed away on March 12th, 2020.

Ugh, that is so sad! :( He didn’t say why but I wonder if it was covid. He was 64 at the time. I told Mark I was so sorry to hear about Steve’s passing and asked how he died. The message was read but not responded to.

I let Jessie know.

There was a time I wished I could have a looks-don’t-matter attitude and only focus on personality when seeking sex or relationships but now I’m glad that I could never do that! Steve certainly wasn’t ugly but I had not an ounce of attraction for him physically as much as I adored the person he was. I’m glad because if I didn’t care about looks, I probably would have married him, maybe had a child I might have regretted (assuming the sex was normal and the DES fucked me up as much as I think it has), and then become a widow in my 50s.

Yesterday we finished up with the windows and cleaned the oven which stunk like hell even with the doors open.

As Aly learns more about what’s really going on with her, I can totally see why she’s suing the doctor who misdiagnosed her. There’s no excuse for such a huge misdiagnosis! It may take years but I really hope she sues the shit out of the bitch and gets rich! It can’t undo the damage that’s already been done but why not help herself to a more secure future and protect others from a similar situation?

The breathing issues and water retention are caused by the tumor but she told me she doesn’t really have Crohn’s after all, and that’s just something the doctor lied about. I wonder what caused the bowel perforation and the need for a stoma then.

A tumor would cause the weight loss and water retention she’s had. That’s why we could rule out tumors on my adrenals from causing the stabbers because I wasn’t losing weight. My weight is as faithful and loyal as Tom is, and I can gain weight as easily as I can make Andy laugh.