They say that when you have a really serious problem to work out that it’s a really good idea to keep a diary about it. That’s why I’ve started this blog, because I’ve just started working on a solution to the worst problem I ever had in my life.

I’m Mark, I’m a software engineer, I’m 32 and this time last month I was in the middle of planning my wedding. My fiancée and I have lived together for a couple of years and a few months ago, we decided to get married. I’d just got a great new job with much more money, so it seemed like the right time.

I guess our sex life had always been okay. Not wild, but okay. I was never the best endowed guy around, but I seemed to be keeping Natalie pretty happy. At least she never complained.

I had a lot more responsibility in my new job, and a lot more stress. I’d get home late and crash. A couple of times we started to have sex and I wasn’t properly hard. After that happened a few times, I realized I had a problem. It’s bad enough having a small dick, but when it’s only half hard as well, it’s a disaster. And we were in the middle of wedding plans. I could tell that Natalie was pretty alarmed.

I saw my doctor and he gave me a prescription for Viagra. It was a disaster. It worked, but I got such bad headaches and palpitations that we couldn’t have sex anyway. I was getting desperate.

You don’t usually think much about how to grow your penis. But now I was thinking about it a lot. I checked out all kinds of male enhancement adverts but most of them seemed to be snake oil. I tried a couple of penis enlargement pills but they did absolutely zilch.

Natalie was sure I had turned off her or even that I was seeing someone else. She got depressed and irritable – I was already stressed out so it wasn’t long before we started arguing. Eventually, in the heat of one fight, Natalie told me that she wanted to call the wedding off because sex was really important to her and she didn’t want to spend her life with someone whose dick wasn’t up to it. At that moment, I just wanted to die.

When we’d calmed down, we talked about my problem for the first time. Natalie admitted that, although she was sorry, what she’d said was true in some way. She suggested we postpone the wedding and think about it some more. I guess I overreacted to that. I told her that if it was like that we might as well break up altogether. That night, for the first time since we’d known each other, we slept in separate rooms. When I got home from work the next day, she’d already packed and left, leaving a note saying she needed some time to think about things.

I had a choice. I could either forget about her, throw myself into my work and get drunk every night, or I could do something about my useless dick. I always like a challenge so I decided to look for help. And it was right then that I discovered Prosolution male enhancement pills. Once I’d carefully read everything about them, I decided that this just might be the answer to making my dick bigger and harder. Anyway, it couldn’t make things any worse. I ordered them that night.

My Prosolution enlargement pills arrived this week and I just started taking them yesterday. So there’s nothing to report yet, but I’m feeling pretty optimistic and that’s why I decided to start this blog, to make a diary of whatever progress I make. Like I said, maybe it will be good therapy for me, and maybe it will even be useful for someone else who has the same problem.

Anyway, that’s it for now. But watch this space. I’m going to update here regularly and let you know just what happens while I’m on these Prosolution dick pills.