I still love sex, but I am thinking about taking a hiatus from it for a while. You know, the dreaded C-word. Why? I’m so sick of sex partners that are either lazy, overly aggressive and/or just don’t seem to care about whether I’m actually enjoying the act. That’s not the only nor is it my main reason. I’ve also read that there are benefits to the dreaded C-word, celibacy.
I have found over the last year that my personal goals and academic endeavors have suffered due to too much foolishness with men and relationships. My classes and goals in life are far more important to me now than any man. Of course that may sound selfish, but I’ll be 37 years old this year and feel that I have the right to be a little selfish. My life is getting shorter by the day and I have a lot that I want to do before I croak.
Thankfully the Preacher and the rest of the family may be moving and that will free up some time for me to concentrate on my classes and other interests. Seems like my prayer was answered. I love my family very much, but they are downright controlling and suffocating sometimes. This is a fact that both of my husbands and many boyfriends have pointed out incessantly, as if I wasn’t already aware of this fact.
If a period of celibacy is what it takes for me to get a grasp on my life and clear my head then that’s what I’ll do. This will not be easy, but I’m willing to give it a try. Don’t worry. This will in no way affect the raunchiness of my posts and my propensity for revealing all the sordid details of my life. I have plenty of stories hiding in the recesses of my memory. A time of reflection could be a very good and hopefully entertaining thing.
P.S. Why is “Charlie Sheen” listed as a recommended tag for this post? I must really need help if I’m being thrown in the same boat as good old Charlie.