My Story
That was the question running through my mind more nights than I’d like to admit.
I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t resentful.
I just… didn’t feel anything.
And honestly? I convinced myself that was okay.
After six kids, 20 years of marriage, and all the chaos of everyday life — my libido wasn’t just low. It was gone.
And for a while, I thought:
Maybe this is just who I am now. Maybe that part of me is over.
But deep down, I missed it.
Not just sex…
I missed wanting.
I missed feeling desirable. Feeling cheeky. Feeling that little flutter when our eyes met.
I missed the part of me that used to feel alive in her own skin.