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Sex and the city

Submitted by Christian Grantham on May 16, 2008 - 6:58am.

Kate is giving the ladies a run for their money.

I am being a bitch. Not just the snarky sarcastic version of myself everyone has come to love and adore. The sex-crazed, over-emotional, insult-muttering uber-bitch.

Why? Because I'm holding it all in. The anger. The frustration, resentment, guilt, fear, disappointment. They all build.

Add to that the fact that I feel wasted. Not in the fun way, in the "I'm young, (I'd like to think) desirable, and sexual and I can't accept this" way

The resignation on his part galls me. At 41, he feels okay with being asexual. Admittedly, his sexuality was never a huge part of his appeal personality.

I would like to scream. Or cry. Mostly cry.

It's gotten to the point where I don't view him sexually. I'm not attracted to him sexually. It's hard for me to admit it, but it's a fact.

And I find myself resorting to bad behaviors. Porn is a deprived married woman's best friend. Okay... toys might be a deprived married woman's best friend, but do I have to only choose one? I think not. They often work best in conjunction.

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