by ANONYMOUS*
Imagine if you will this scenario.
It’s a Monday morning. You wake up feeling frisky. You wrap your arms around your loved one and whisper seductively in their ear.
You get shut down.
It’s a Wednesday night, you come home from work after a big day, but you are rearing for some action. You pull out your best moves. You get shut down.
Sunday morning this time. You are both awake and chatting. You reach out to your partner and they shut you down. Again. For the third time in a week.
How would you feel? Would you feel discouraged? Upset? Unloved? Or wouldn’t it bother you at all?
This was me, a year and a half after I got married. I tried for a whole year to get some action to no avail. What’s worse is that every single time, my husband gave me a different excuse as to why he wasn’t interested.
The giving and receiving of both sex and affection, I believe, is heavily linked to self-esteem. Think about how good you felt the last time your partner hugged you, kissed you, or told you they loved you. Think about the first time you actually “made love” instead of ripped each other’s clothes off in a frenzy of sex.
The time and attention you receive in these situations makes you feel good doesn’t it? It makes you smile. You go off to work knowing that someone loves you. At different points during the day, something will remind you of them and you find yourself smiling again.
On the flip side, if you aren’t receiving this love and affection, you can feel bitter and annoyed. Frustrated and alone. For me, even seeing couples holding hands is enough to make me cranky and cynical. Seeing others so happy and in love only served to remind me of how miserable and unloved I felt. And don’t get me started on chick flicks!