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Birth of mamasboy 01.03.2001

It’s ironic, really. I started writing for mamasboy.org years ago. I had a lot to say and I thought that it would be the perfect forum for all my rants, raves, and political opinions. My lover and I adopted each other as mother and son (both of us adults). Mama had never had a kid before, and I had never had a mother. So I was my mama’s boy, and it was perfect in almost every way.

Here I am in my new place. I spend quick bursts of energy installing more shelving, unpacking boxes and repacking storage... then segue into listening to music that tears my heart out, thinking of Mama, and I cry.

You can probably tell by my not-so-subtle use of the past tense that our relationship... isn’t... anymore, and that is also true. What happened to end it is really up to the Fates to decide, as we both have different versions of what went wrong and when. For all I know, the version that’s being talked about in hushed tones when I'm not around is the truth and I have the false account. That part isn’t important. The important part is the deep, profound sense of loss I have at this moment--this moment that should be a happy one, because it is the launch of my site. The birth, if you will, of my child.

Magic and I broke up two months ago. I used to live two doors down in the same apartment building, even though I couldn’t afford it. The good news is that I’ve got a place I can afford now, and soon I’ll have some money to cover up the tattoo on my wrist that says “mom“ in his writing.

I am not going to introduce myself too much. You will find out who I am as you read more, just as I find out who I am as I write more. Some of the stuff you will read on this site may be graphic, violent, or of a sexual or political nature (since those are the things I tend to feel passionate about). I will warn you that I am an Aquarian born in the year of the Fire Dragon, so if my writing gets a little passionate it’s probably because I’m a passionate person. Go figure.