I’m still on my spring cleaning binge, and today I went through a huge stack of papers that were stowed in a box under my bed. In it, I found several printouts of emails exchanged between me and my significant other of some eight or nine years ago.
I thought I’d gotten rid of everything I had from that era (I know I did build a bonfire with my journals from that time), but these were three or four letters shoved in a box with a bunch of old legal pads.
At the time we were involved, I thought of us as star-crossed lovers, but when I read these letters again today with the help of several years’ distance, I was a little surprised. “Wow,” I thought. “He really was a selfish, dishonest jerk, and it’s all right there, plain as day. Why didn’t I ever see it?”
Liberals! We’re just so good at making excuses for people.
Been there. Done that. I’ve always thought fertility made me stupid about men. Being old has always felt like I finally got my brain back – at least for a while, lol.
I know what you mean, I thought the same thing. But when I got on the Wellbutrin, my libido reappeared. Ruh roh!
Ladies;
Being a reforming MCP of sorts I must comment that when I finally gave in and started using some simple Hypertension Meds, my reproductive urges didn’t disappear, but my tumidity did. Ageing will do that to you. My wife and I adapted, and life goes on.