The small big misunderstanding when it comes to sex (and to hell with Valentine’s day;)

From time to time I find myself in a state of Catch-22 with my husband. I will start complaining that I don’t get enough of his attention, enough of him wanting me. It’s not even about actually having sex, I just want to feel desired. Why?

Because as I’ve told a hundred times before, we women need attention. Feeling wanted by my man makes me feel alive, makes me feel that I’m good enough. Makes me bloom.

Also because if I don’t feel wanted, then the silent nagging voices of doubt start getting louder.

“You’re getting fat, that’s why he doesn’t desire you any more.” is just one of those voices but a very important one. Beauty matters to most of us and most of us know very well that our man will possibly age much better and will in time seem even more desirable to others, while you yourself will simply just look haggard. It’s just not fair.

I know by now that a couple of pounds more don’t matter to my man. But I know this only on an intellectual level. I have to remind myself of it every day and draw my confidence from seemingly nothing. Because if I don’t find a way to feel happy with myself, then I don’t find myself attractive and I will actually be the one sabotaging our closeness while at the same time accusing my man…