Definite success this month.
But also some failure.
I think Vaginismus must be contagious and I passed it on to my husband.
Of course he doesn't have a vagina so he can't REALLY have Vaginismus, but sometimes it's hard for him to stay focused...to want to try. I worry about it hurting...he worries about it hurting me. And it's so sweet, because its not him hurting me at all. It's my own body causing the pain.
But still...so much success. The latest times were even completely pain-free.
So why is it still hard. For him...for me...to get the courage to try again. To keep moving forward.
I have so many papers to write, so many things to do before the end of the semester - I've been putting it all off. Would I be a better student if I didn't have this? Would I be able to focus better,study longer and remember things better? I feel like I was so much better at this school stuff as an undergrad - memorizing, staying focused...I didn't have this distraction. I mean I had plenty of distractions; I've always been the type to over exert myself. But I feel like this is different. It affects me so deeply. It takes so much effort to just face a day. It is exhausting to contemplate whether or not its a good day to "try".
Damn, I sound like such a baby. Here, let me go throw myself a pity party...I'm ashamed that I let the bring me down so much.
We just had Thanksgiving...let me count my blessings. health (no cancer/life threatening illnesses), family, friends, successful work, love....the most beautiful husband in the world.
Why can't I just let this be enough? So many people would give everything to have what I have. Why do I let this wipe me out so completely? Why am I so weak?
Definite success this month.
Fuck the failures. I had sex 5 times.
...makes me feel better when I put it that way.
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