I’ve done my hair and makeup. The bed is ready. I’ve changed from my T-shirt, bra and pants into a lacy matching set. I’m almost ready to go downstairs and initiate sex with my husband for the first time in years. But first, a few sets of jumping jacks, followed by jogging on the spot.
Before I explain, how’s this for a game? Would you rather constantly worry you are a useless, terrible waste of space who would be better off dead, but occasionally have really great sex? Or would you prefer to experience genuine contentment, stop considering suicide and be able to go to sleep without checking seven times that you’ve locked the door, but have clitoral stimulation feel as if someone is rubbing your elbow?
