Feeling blue. We're both in our late 40s, newish to each other. I've come out of a very long marriage with kids, he's never been married at all. In clothes I have an incredible figure for my age. He's a gym bunny & is physically perfect. But between the sheets I feel like 2nd hand goods when I catch sight of myself.
Slack boobs from breastfeeding, loose tummy skin & stretchmarks. He's of an age where he can (& probably will at some point) find himself a 10yr younger dolly-bird to have babies with. Wish I could be that girl.