Let’s talk about my sex drive. For the last 5 years, if you asked me about my sex drive I would say, “I don’t have one”. I just didn’t care about ‘that sort of thing’. It is claimed that Boy George once said that he’d rather have a cup of tea than having sex. And until the last few months, I would have whole heartedly agreed with him. However, George has since altered his point of view, and it would appear my body is forcing the issue.
It’s not that the ‘drive’ is overwhelming, but it is there, and it’s driving me to sort out a few things. One, as you can see if my fitness, diet and waist size. There are others related to my AVN which result in me having issues with my teeth that are going to need dealing with.
Feeling more healthy is a good thing, it’s also challenging. Getting back out there is not easy at the best of times, but when you’re suffering from anxiety, depression and have a long term illness is no fun.
I worry I’ll be forever having to explain why I have two scars on my hips, why there is a framed X-ray on my living room wall of my hips. Why I need to take things very slowly, because of the loss of the most amazing person in my life while we were both suffering.
This is going to be very interesting, will I be able to let anyone in? Will I be confident enough in myself to get out there? Well, let’s wait and see.