It’s like a weird obsession for me.
I have a love hate relationship with it. I love sex but I hate how it affects me soo much.
My entire adult life I was made to believe my only worth was sex. It was what I was good at and I was constantly reminded of it.
Therapy has helped me deal with it or so I had thought. Meeting my bf and him taking things slow helped but I still struggle hard with that thinking.
Now I’m in a relationship where we rarely have sex and it’s fucking with my head. I feel extremely confused by it and most of the time when my bf doesn’t want sex I feel rejected and worthless.
I wish I didn’t want sex. I wish I didn’t feel this need for sex.
It controls me.
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