I’m in my mid 40’s and perimenopausal. I have an auto immune condition which I take meds for and can mean some days I am in pain/discomfort. Since having my dc’s I’ve found every day life challenging with my condition & trying to keep on top of dc’s, home stuff & working part time in a fairly demanding job. My 2 dc’s can be challenging and I am not the most patient mum! I have had episodes of low mood and anxiety and take antidepressants to help me cope with it all. I also have traits of ADD which I’ve had some great counselling for but don’t want to take any more meds.
Most of the time I feel exhausted, and like I’m firefighting just to get through the next day/week of kids activities/family admin/household jobs/work. I have also lost confidence in myself. Since turning 40 I’ve put on a little weight, am going grey and have all the other signs of ageing that come with approaching that time of life.
In a nutshell I’m tired, achey, feel low a lot of the time, can be irritable and and don’t have great self esteem about my looks.
I love my dh dearly but being intimate is honestly the furthest thing from my mind! I
am actually embarrassed about him seeing me naked these days even though he says he thinks I’m still very attractive. I just hate the thought of taking my clothes off, I’d rather snuggle up in my pj’s!
My DH is a lovely, kind, funny man and a fantastic father to our 2 quite lively and demanding dc’s. He helps out in the home but I don’t think he really gets how I am feeling alot of the time. I think he is a ‘glass half full’ type whereas I’m more ‘glass half empty’. I love him to bits but I miss how things used to be before dc’s. Life is al about them now which is how it should be I know but I miss having fun, going out with him, getting tipsy, being silly together. We literally never do anything on our own together. Most evenings by the time everything’s done we’re knackered and watch some tv or go on our phones.
We do talk but I feel it’s often me moaning about things or the dc’s behaviour, such fun aren’t I!!
Anyway as a result I believe of all of the above, we hardly ever get intimate and the longer it goes on the harder i’m finding it.
Today, out of the blue he said did I think we should see a sex therapist. He said it light heartedly almost half joking but I know it’s bothering him now and I’m really upset as I know it’s all down to me but I can’t seem to help it.
Sorry this is long but I have no-one in real life I can confide in about this.
Has anyone felt similar and can offer any advice please?