posted on Aug, 2 2004 @ 05:27 AM
Is it true that women come to a "second" coming of age, when they reach their late-twenties, early thirties? On the one hand, we revel in the
changes and maturity, of gained wisdom, and worryless effort it takes to handle our daily routine. Most of us, (not all), have it seemingly"
together" and figured out who we are, what we "do" and what we want from life. On the other hand, we count calories, carbs, sugar, exercise too
much or too little, count grey hair and color as necessary. We see the laugh lines that form and lie to ourselves, that no one sees them, a little
cream at night to fix that right up. We carry ourselves in front of established galpal network of friends, as someone with strength and confidence.
Yet, behind the laughs over sextoys, and those stupid clueless college girls, with perfect slim little bodies, we snicker about, ....we don't admit,
even to ourselves, our one fear. Our sex drives have taken a huge nosedive! For months at a time, we get frustrated, because, although our thoughts
are along the lines of sex, and our brains want it, our bodies are on a 'sleep timer'. .....Then one day..just one afternoon out of nowhere...a
sleek,handsome specimen of jogging manhood, passes under our noses, and it's like that silly song,"OOOhhhh, yeah!" Lights back on in the libido
department, and we are romancing our lucky husbands and mates. I can't figure it out, on one minute, off the next, like a damn faucet, that the
stupid utility company can't seem to fix.... I'm so frustrated!!:bnghd:
Any thoughts, advice, or commisseration on this topic would be nice.
[Edited on 2-8-2004 by Hetha]