The story in a nutshell: woman approaches menopause, gets super-horny, needs to get laid three times a day to satisfy her raging libido. Why?
During the perimenopause, the slow countdown to infertility which can begin up to a decade before your periods cease, oestrogen levels fluctuate and fall.
But there’s a period in which testosterone remains relatively high. This is because, while testosterone peaks in your 20s, and then halves by the time you reach 40, the decline after that age is less dramatic.
At this point, when there are fewer hormone binding chemicals in the blood to dampen its effect, there’s effectively a testosterone spike.
As the Church Lady would say: “How conveeenient.”
And of course, everyone is all sympathetic because womanhood, instead of calling her a ghastly slag. Why do I feel so little sympathy?
“I learned that dating sites for married people were places to interact with potential partners without the harassment and judgement they received on other sites from those who view the issue of infidelity as black and white. I see the many shades of grey around the topic.”
So she was only interested in quickie knee-tremblers, not long-term affairs with married men. How noble of her.
Here’s the clincher: this foul woman is the editor of something called Erotic Review Magazine. So her elevated testosterone (if that’s what it was — I remain skeptical) and her impending divorce were coupled to her reading smut on a daily basis. What other outcome was possible?
And here’s the kicker:
“But in the future, when I’m partnered again, I will bring up any desire I have to stray outside that partnership.”
When? How about if ever, and I’m backing never. I foresee an unending string of “pump ‘n dump” encounters in her future.
Myself, I’m just curious what the grounds for her divorce were, or whether she was just being dumped by hubby for [insert your salacious reason here]. Whatever, she sounds like a dreadful, self-centered person, no matter how scientific and gyno-sympathetic her “condition” sounds.
Prediction- she’ll try to look for a permanent partner from among her stock of temporary lovers, get used and abused, and turn bitter and angry at the wantonness of men. And will die alone surrounded by cats.
Sounds like a well deserved reward, if you ask me.