I remained silent for a long time. I wanted no one to know that I was dealing with something so uncomfortable and intimate. I persuaded myself that it was simply stress, that perhaps it was due to the demands of the job, the children, or growing older. But I felt in my heart that something wasn’t quite right. I was no longer interested in intimacy at all. Before I ever confessed it to myself, my spouse saw. He would start, and I would come up with a reason like fatigue, headache, or mood.
He was patient at first. Then perplexed. After a while, he began to question whether I was seeing someone else. That was painful. If nothing else, it was because I adored him. I simply didn’t desire him as much as I once had, and I wasn’t sure why. When I attempted to speak with a doctor, I received a clinical and icy reaction. I was informed that this was typical for ladies “my age” and that I need to think about taking antidepressants or hormone therapy… CONTINUE READING
