Recovering After Terminal Illness

I have a client who sent me silver eagles as a trade. He’s a former paratrooper who now works on a ranch in Montana and is married to a woman who likes him to wear lipstick during sex. He has myasthenia gravis and spends his days watching YouTube videos, mostly about hypnosis that feminizes him or helps him cope with his current situation.

Today, I had to address some etiquette issues with most of you — specifically, to follow the rules or face removal. Rules are there to help people navigate challenges and understand the boundaries they’re operating within. They set moral standards and guide behavior.

In 2017, I had a stroke. I had been building my media company since around 2002, officially incorporating by 2005. I was deeply immersed in the adult industry as a producer, handling everything from securing funding to publishing content and running seminars. After the stroke, I suffered a heart attack, and while Chris, a co-founder, and I were working tirelessly to secure investor funding for a sexual health platform, I began experiencing severe health issues — goiter, thyroid problems, hair loss, weight plummeting to 85 lbs, dark circles under my eyes, and strange black dots on my body. We were working around the clock in Silicon Valley, coding, writing copy, and talking to investors.

Things took a turn when the Japan bank agreed to lend us a substantial amount for collateral, and then, the very next day, I had another stroke. This was my life’s work at the time, but my personal life was falling apart. I was dating Peter, who dismissed my serious health concerns, even as I experienced fainting spells and low blood pressure. I was bewildered by his lack of empathy.

The situation worsened with more health issues, leading to seizures, a stroke, and financial strain. My best friend and co-founder were frightened, and we lost the deals we were working on. I had to sell off everything I owned to keep my businesses afloat and ended up hospitalized, with no one to support me — not even my mom. It took time to recover, and during this period, I decided to pursue a PhD, which I’ve now completed.

To anyone dealing with a serious health issue who can provide proof, I’m offering a free hypnosis session each month. Whether it’s for pain management or sexual concerns, let me know your situation, and I’ll gladly dedicate an hour of my time.

I wish someone had been there for me during my toughest times. Instead, I faced homelessness, lost my lover, and battled a terminal illness alone. A few years later, with the help of a good friend, I managed to get back on my feet and recover my companies.

This was me happy but sick (picture)

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