When I thought up the title to this blog, I had a little giggle over the fact that I was trying to earn a Ph.D. in me, getting to know myself, but I also wouldn’t mind getting a Ph.D. into me, y’know? I can’t remember the last time I had sex, and I’m a married woman!
He’s busy and he gets tired. He is also lazy and doesn’t want to do any work getting me aroused. Then it becomes awkward when he comes too soon and I don’t enjoy myself. So we shrug off the horrid memory and don’t make another attempt for awhile. Except this time, we really haven’t tried in months.
I feel like I am just starting to understand my sexual proclivities, and I would like to be free to find out. I desperately need to find myself a job that can pay at least enough to get me on my own feet and give me the strength to get a divorce.