46, perimenopausal, with a long history of depression which I am being treated for.
For the last few months I have been extra specially depressed, and it's to do with ageing - something that's never bothered me before. But suddenly I feel ancient, saggy, fat, old and profoundly unattractive.
I'm happily married to a man who still finds me very attractive. But all I can think about is being with a young man, that excitement of being a girlfriend, being asked out, getting close to someone, young sex, going on dates, all that stuff.
My head knows that this is just a complete fantasy that can never come true (unless I invent a time machine) and, crucially, even if it could would never match up to the idea. But I can't seem to let go of this longing. It's making me utterly miserable. I'm having to face the unpalatable fact that those days are well and truly behind me - and being honest, even when I was young and had many of those things, it wasn't always sunshine and unicorns. A lot of the time my youth (and those of many many people, I'm sure) was a bit crap really. No money, crappy immature boyfriends who hurt your feelings.
I don't want to mess up my marriage and would never actually go off with someone else. So why can't I stop pining for men I've never met, and a life I never really had?