mint

It's interesting. Sometimes I force myself to be horny, even when I'm not, just to feel the desire again.
But other time, I am glad for that part of my that isn't horny, you know? Like, it's way less frequent than when I am, but I love this part of me that is like "if someone offered sex right now, I wouldn't be interested."
I read this short story when I was young. It was about... a lot of thing, it was science fiction, but in it one character struggle with not having a lot of sexual desire, and he eventually come to the realisation that, people are not as obssessed with sex as they make it out to be. Many men are not comfortable when their colleage tell sexual stories, but they all thing other people are comfortable with that, so they don't say anything. The short story still end up saying that people who have no sexual desire are abnormal, which fucking sucks, but that story stayed with me.
So I suppose the way to help with the feeling of lost is to reframe it, and love the part of us that is not horny. It might be small, but it still exist and that's beautiful.

But think of all the time you'll save! ✨