Originally posted 9-1-2011
Ok,
so...something I haven't talked about much because I felt awkward about
it. Now that I know there's a biological reason for it, I feel much
better, and am happy to revert back to my soul-baring usual self.
Slowly,
starting a couple of years ago, and recurring much more frequently over
the past 6 months or so, my libido sky-rocketed. Like, through the
roof. As in not a day goes by that I'm not wet at least once or twice.
I've always been fortunate enough to have a high (yet manageable)
sex-drive, but lately, it was just getting to a level of frequency and
intensity that was simply annoying. It was annoying not to be able to
read a relatively innocuous text message or email from a guy without
getting excited. It was annoying to be riding a motorcycle and realize
that I was literally aching to orgasm (that might have something to do
with having many hundreds of pounds of vibrating horsepower between my
legs). It was a hassle getting ready to go somewhere and have to
masturbate before I went out so that I wasn't so turned on that I was
actually hurting for the rest of the night.
Other
than these annoyances, it wasn't having a negative impact on my life. I
wasn't making bad decisions regarding sexual activity, I wasn't
ignoring life responsibilities because of it. It was just that all of a
sudden, I suddenly had a very good idea of what a 15-year old boy must
feel every frickin' day. Anything and everything would turn me on. I
was about to go to my doctor and talk to her about it when instead, I
happened to mention it to my oh-so-wonderful and seriously enlightened
best friend.
His response?
"Uhmm,
sweetie (giggle), you're in your 30's. Most women reach their sexual
peak in their 40's, with the "rise" of the peak starting in their 30's.
So, you sound right about on target for what happens when nature takes
its course."
Facepalm. Duh. I've only been looking forward to this since I was a teenager.
That
made perfect sense. More frequent arousal, more frequent and more
intense orgasms (not to mention easier ones, too). Ok. I feel
better. I don't have something wrong with me. It's just that my
hormones are raging. Cool.
Now, I'm off to go buy batteries in bulk.
The
only thing that worries me is this: If I've still got a few more years
of "climbing" before I reach said peak, how much more intense is this
gonna get? If the wind blows wrong, will I be backing my ass up to dooor
jambs like a cat in heat?
Sigh. Make that EXTRA bulk batteries. And another Hitachi, for good measure.
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