Monday, March 13, 2017

PTSD has killed my sex life

Not long ago, I was having a lot of trouble with my flashbacks and medications and just general condition of myself and I avoided sex with my husband.  Then I think the constant turn downs gave him impotence.  We're in our mid fourties now, time for us to regain that youthful lust because the babies are out of the house once in a while and we can get out of town alone with out a sitter flaking on us but NOOOOOOOOOO.   This just won't happen.  It's making me nuts.  I'm losing sleep over it.

My husband feels guilty, I feel guilty, no one is guilty of anything.  I'm at a point that I'm about to claw the walls.  I'm restless, and need a break but there's no money for anything and there's no vehicle to make an escape in.  I think I may take a mommy break Friday and check into a hotel just me and relax.

To overcome this feeling in the last few years I've been getting massages but my back always acted up afterwards.  I miss the break though.  I miss taking my husband with me too. He could help me up and we could giggle at each other as we waddled off to the car.  It was the perfect get away just the two of us.

It's like the times when the boys would settle into the house after a swim and a bath, watching their tvs and relaxing, then Eddie could sneak back out to the pool and swim with me.


ughhhhhh.  maybe I can get some sleep and this will help my mood, my whinyness.

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